"What does Your Heir-apparent want?" Wei Yuewu frowned. She didn't believe that Yan Huaijing was joking with her on purpose. The qin was not laid at a place where one could perform.

"Take this qin and the score with you. If you can find someone who is willing to play Confession of Love for me, give this qin to her." Yan Huaijing said meaningfully.

"Don't tell the person you are acting on my behalf." Yan Huaijing smiled gently and waved a slender finger in front of ...