Chapter 229: Kidney deficiency. King: ??? I can cure it. King: Divine Doctor

Zhuzi Kingdom, inside the Royal Palace.

The King of Zhuzi Kingdom sat on the dragon throne, full of noble and gloomy temperament.

A veritable melancholy, handsome middle-aged King.

Nezha seemed to notice Tang An's infatuated gaze, then looked at the King, his eyes turning cold instantly.

The King felt a cold wind blowing down his spine for no reason and tightened his clothes, "You are the Princess sent by the Great Tang of the East to the Western Heaven to seek true scriptures?"

"Yes." Tang An took out the passage document, didn't let anyone pass it on, and walked straight over to place it on the King's desk.

"King, please."

The King was confused for a moment; this Princess was truly the same as the legends, and her personality was indeed unique.

However, he wasn't displeased because of this, but opened the passage document, intending to stamp it with the national seal.

Just as he opened the passage document, his brows furrowed into a knot, unable to relax.

Because the words on that passage document were truly worthy of the Great Tang style.

With such a monarch as a backer, the Great Tang Princess's personality should indeed be like this.

"Princess, did you truly come just to treat an illness?" He still stamped the national seal.

It was only because the situation of the Zhuzi Kingdom at this time could be described as wolves in front and tigers behind, and the tigers and wolves were both from the Great Tang. Only by stamping the national seal and sending Tang An away properly could the current danger to the Zhuzi Kingdom be resolved.

"Of course not." Tang An took back the passage document, blew on the seal, and only after it dried did she put it into the Universe Bag.

"Oh?" The King's heart sank, and his heart disease became heavier.

"I didn't just come to treat an illness, I also came to give the King a multiple-choice question."

"What is a... multiple-choice question?"

"That is, you choose between the country and the beauty." Tang An had even prepared the following rhetoric.

The King asked, "What if I choose the country?"

"Then that means you are diligent in government but don't love the people; my Great Tang is willing to manage it on your behalf."

The King took a deep breath, and the stone in his heart pressed even heavier. "What if I choose the beauty?"

"Then that means you are a mediocre ruler, only greedy for the enjoyment of beauty. My Great Tang is willing to take over the Zhuzi Kingdom and promote the people to live and work in peace."

The King's heart sank as far as it could, almost drowning.

"What if I want both the country and the beauty?"

Tang An's smile didn't hide, "Then that means you want too much. And what my Great Tang wants, what we covet, will only be more than you."

"..."

Silence is always deafening.

It turned out that no matter how he chose, the Great Tang Princess had already thought of the corresponding rhetoric. Or rather, all the rhetoric was fake, and wanting to take down the Zhuzi Kingdom was the truth.

"Why should my country be given to your Great Tang for nothing?" The King's expression was angry.

"Knowing how to be angry means the illness isn't too serious yet." Tang An didn't need to take his pulse at all and said directly, "Actually, our group of master and disciples could have ignored it and continued west after stamping the seal."

"It wouldn't be long before you would die of depression. And my Great Tang iron cavalry would eventually step onto the border of the Zhuzi Kingdom."

"At that time, whether your Zhuzi Kingdom surrenders without a fight or resists with all its might, it would be useless. It would just be splashing more blood for nothing."

The King was confused, "Your Great Tang's territory is rich, and the borders are expanding again and again. Why let ambition grow wildly and not stop the fighting?"

"If you keep fighting, how much killing will be added, how many soldiers will die, before you are willing to stop?"

"Do you really want to unify the world and become the Human Emperor?"

"Why not!" Tang An waved her large sleeve and turned to refute; in an instant, the Great Tang Princess's momentum rose.

"The six kingdoms are finished, the four seas are one. The unification of the world is the trend."

"As for the Human Emperor, why can't I be one?"

"At that time, the world will be unified by the Great Tang, and we can achieve the same tracks, the same script, the same language, and the same currency. Why do my Huaxia children need to learn other countries' languages!"

Such momentum, saying those few words, made the King of Zhuzi Kingdom instantly terrified, as if struck by lightning, shocked beyond measure.

How could a woman, a princess, say such words?

Even he, this King, felt ashamed of his inferiority, truly ashamed!

"So, the Princess is determined to take the Zhuzi Kingdom?"

Tang An raised her head with a shallow smile, her arrogant temperament needing no words.

"I am talking to the King without shedding blood; if we talk well, it is a union. The King can still be the King of this city, but not the Emperor."

"If we don't talk well, it doesn't matter. Because the Great Tang iron cavalry will eventually come one after another. At that time, how many people die, how much blood flows, I will no longer look."

"Of course, if the King is weak but has the backbone of an Emperor and commits suicide before the hall, I would be worthy of a bow from Tang An."

Since ancient times, the struggle between countries has always been cruel. How can the benevolence of a woman be used on the battlefield, between the sharp edges of countries?

The King of Zhuzi Kingdom sighed, "Can the Princess give me three days to consider?"

"Of course." Tang An didn't expect that a few words from her would make the King of Zhuzi Kingdom easily offer up his territory.

Only after he weighed the pros and cons could he make the choice he thought was best.

"Since the King still needs to consider, then we will take our leave first."

"Wait." The King called out to Tang An, "Does the Princess truly know how to diagnose illnesses?"

"Uh... I can know too." Anyway, she had many disciples, just cheating a bit.

At this time, her momentum was already built up, so she couldn't lose her spirit.

"Oh? Then why not let the Princess take my pulse to see if I truly have a hidden illness?"

Was this testing her? Wanting to know if she truly had a foundation in her heart? Was what she said exaggerated? And was she fabricating it, while in reality, she had no strength?

"Sure." Tang An remembered how Sun Wukong took the pulse in the show, "Diagnosis by hanging thread, bring the gold thread."

"Go, present the gold thread to the Princess."

Soon, a palace servant presented the gold thread.

Of course, to avoid being tricked, Tang An didn't do any diagnosis behind a curtain. Instead, she had Sun Wukong blow a breath of immortal energy in front of everyone, wrapping the gold thread around the King's wrist.

Then, Tang An feigned closing her eyes to diagnose the pulse.

In fact, she couldn't diagnose anything; it was Sun Wukong's primordial spirit out of his body, helping to diagnose the pulse.

And the conclusion Sun Wukong reached was the same as what Tang An had said before: it was heart-Qi stagnation that caused his physical discomfort.

As long as the Queen was saved, she didn't even need to prescribe medicine, and the person would be fine.

"You have kidney deficiency."

King:???

Wukong:???

"Princess, you..."

"I can cure it."

"Divine Doctor!" The King immediately performed a face-change, quickly asking people to bring pen and ink, letting Tang An write the prescription.

No man is willing to admit he has kidney deficiency, especially in this hall, in front of some officials.

He, this King, was currently still a King, and still wanted some face.

Tang An scribbled a few times on the paper; in fact, she didn't even know what she was writing.

"Princess, this is..."

"Tsk, you don't understand, this is a special script of our Great Tang healers, only fellow healers can understand."

"Wukong, you take the prescription and go get the medicine for the King."

"Alright, Master." Sun Wukong took the prescription, trying hard to suppress his laughter.

Until he left the Royal Palace, he slapped his legs in laughter, and even rolled around in the clouds in joy.

Mainly, that last part of Tang An's was truly too funny; he had almost failed to hold it in just now, almost laughing out loud. ===== CHAPTER 230 =====