She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

Chapter 544 Exotic Dance

The King of Saxony looked at Yu Yuanzheng deeply, then looked at the others. They were all looking at him seriously, waiting for him to write down his promise.

The King of Saxony was having a headache again. His frown revealed his discomfort at the moment, but also urged him to make a decision.

He quickly wrote a handwritten note.

The bishop looked at the king writing the decree with indifference, but he still maintained his sanity.

He didn't believe that the doctors of Wei could really cure Saxony.

Yu Yuanzheng took it and read it carefully before letting Shangguan Ziqi put it away.

Under the vigilant gaze of the imperial doctors, Yu Yuanzheng began to diagnose the king.

She discovered that the king's headaches were caused by long-term strain on the cervical spine, which had compressed the nerves, and by excessive mental activity, which had led to poor blood circulation. She decided to use acupuncture combined with herbal remedies, and appropriate massage.

"Your Majesty, your illness is mainly caused by long-term desk work and excessive brain use." Yu Yuanzheng explained the condition.

The imperial doctors were completely bewildered. They had never heard of such a thing causing illness.

The king was obviously lazy and was punished by God.

An imperial physician wanted to object, but was silenced by a glare from the bishop.

Yu Yuanzheng took out the needle bag she carried with her from her arms.

When the silver needle appeared in her hand, there was an uproar in the hall.

The guards even gripped the hilts of their swords.

The king raised his hand to signal silence: "Let her continue."

He had already found out that the princess of Wei used this kind of needle when treating Edward's leg.

Silver needles are inserted into specific acupuncture points and then twisted.

The king only felt a slight soreness and was not particularly uncomfortable.

As time passed, the king's expression gradually relaxed.

Yu Yuanzheng took out a few pills from the medicine box, brewed them into a soup with hot water and asked the king to take it.

Less than half an hour later, the king opened his eyes with an incredible expression on his face: "The pain is gone?"

He stood up and stretched his neck. "This is the first time in three years that I feel so relaxed."

The pain hasn't completely gone away, but it's much better than before.

The queen excitedly shook Yu Yuanzheng's hand and said, "This is amazing! You must be an angel sent by God."

"Your Majesty, this is just the initial treatment and it's slightly effective, but your illness can't be completely cured in one go.

The acupuncture treatment just now needs to be performed several times. I have another technique that I will teach your waiter. Let the waiter massage you once a day, and you will feel more and more relaxed.

The bishop, who had been standing by, turned pale, but in the face of the king's obvious joy, he had to remain silent.

The king immediately announced, "Our agreement can be carried out tomorrow. You arrange for someone, and I will have someone take you to a glass production workshop to learn. However, the training time will be a month at most. During this month, you must cure my headache."

The king also had his own plan in mind. He fulfilled his promise but set a time limit. Whether or not the other party could learn the skill was up to him. A month was enough time for Yu Yuanzheng to cure his illness.

Shangguan Ziqi and his wife knew what the king was planning as soon as they heard it.

But it doesn't matter. Ten of the people they brought this time were people who had been taught foreign languages ​​by Yu Yuanzheng. Just send these people and as long as there is no language barrier, they will be able to learn.

The king was very happy and invited them to have dinner in the palace.

He also asked Jack to bring the old princess and children who were staying in the embassy into the palace to enjoy together.

Emperor Qiming and others enjoyed an exotic palace dinner.

But this dinner was actually a dance party where people ate and celebrated at the same time.

This made everyone except Yu Yuanzheng look at each other in confusion.

They saw couples hugging each other and spinning in circles in the hall.

As the host, Jack took the initiative to invite Yu Yuanzheng to dance with him, which made Shangguan Ziqi angry and pushed him away.

How could his wife let another man hug her?

Jack was not angry. He had been to Dawei and knew the customs there. He was just doing his best to be a good host.

"Husband, how about I take you to learn it casually? This is very simple. We don't require to dance as well as them. The important thing is to participate." Yu Yuanzheng smiled and invited Shangguan Ziqi to dance with her.

Shangguan Ziqi waved his hands repeatedly: "How could I know this?"

"Husband, if you go on stage, maybe someone will come and invite me later. This dance is just a social event, and it doesn't mean anything else than you think."

"But how can I, a martial artist, learn this?"

"Ziqi, what are you afraid of? It looks very simple to me, just walking back and forth." Emperor Qiming felt very fresh, seeing pairs of men and women hugging each other and dancing with great enthusiasm.

Those women were spinning under the guidance of the men, and their skirts looked really beautiful.

"Go and try it." The old prince also encouraged him.

Shangguan Ziqi had no choice but to accept his wife's invitation.

Yu Yuanzheng actually only knew a little bit, which was taught by her teacher in physical education class when she was in college in her previous life.

But it's just a casual walk, no big problem.

Just follow the rhythm of the music.

At the beginning, Shangguan Ziqi kept stepping on Yu Yuanzheng's feet, making him sweat all over his forehead.

But after a quarter of an hour and two changes of music, he finally found the feeling and then walked in a proper manner.

And when they stopped, they actually saw that the queen had taken the initiative to invite the emperor, and he accepted.

Emperor Qiming is more capable than Shangguan Ziqi. Look at how those men step. When led by the queen, although they are clumsy, they still look good.

However, in this joyful atmosphere, Yu Yuanzheng noticed that the bishop quietly left the hall with an ominous gloom on his face.

Yu Yuanzheng had no good impression of this person from the very beginning, so she would glance at him from time to time.

She leaned close to Shangguan Ziqi and whispered, "Things may not be as smooth as we imagined. I guess the church won't give up easily."

Glass production technology was a great invention for them, and they wanted to use it to accumulate wealth.

If we can't master this technology, Dawei may become the target of their profiteering in the future."

Shangguan Ziqi shook her hand. "Well, don't worry. We'll fight back. I, Shangguan Ziqi, have never been afraid of a challenge. If he tries to stop me, I have plenty of ways to deal with him, and I can do it without anyone noticing."

Shangguan Ziqi is very confident. The worst that can happen is that he will shut up forever.

At the banquet, amidst the cheerful music, Shangguan Yajing brought Zhong Yue and Meng Yao to share the candies she brought from Wei with several aristocratic girls of the same age.

Shangguan Changyu also took his younger brother and the eldest prince to chat with some boys of the same age, or run outside to play.

This palace banquet was an eye-opener, allowing people to see the customs and culture of Estria.

After the dinner, they checked into the embassy under the leadership of Jack.

When the bishop in black robes returned to his residence, he angrily swept the silver candlesticks on the table to the ground.

The candle flame burned a small hole in the carpet, emitting a burnt smell.

His attendant immediately knelt down to put out the sparks, but was kicked away by the bishop.

"Get out. No one is allowed to come in without my permission." The bishop roared, the muscles on his face twisted so much that he almost lost his usual solemn look.

After the door was closed, the bishop took out a bottle of liquor from the secret compartment and took a few big gulps.

The alcohol burned his throat, but it couldn't calm the anger in his heart.

That oriental woman could actually cure the king's chronic illness.

For three years, he secretly bribed the royal physician in the hope that the king would die soon so that he could support the young prince to succeed to the throne.

Now all plans have been disrupted.