Chapter 3 The Prince Visits
Doctor Zhang had someone send the medicine over, and the servant boiled it and presented it to Yang Yuhuan.

Yang Yuhuan came to Li Heng with the medicine and wanted to feed it to Li Heng personally.

Li Heng is not sick, so naturally he cannot drink this medicine.

But now, he couldn't confess to Yang Yuhuan, so he could only find a way to get Yang Yuhuan away first.

Li Ying thought about it and suddenly remembered that Yang Yuhuan was proficient in music and could sing and dance, so he said to Yang Yuhuan: "By the way, I heard that you are proficient in music. How about playing a song for me?"

"I am just playing randomly to comfort myself." Yang Yuhuan smiled modestly and continued, "But if you want to listen, I can also perform. Which song do you want to hear?"

Li Ying didn't know much about the famous songs of this period, so he asked casually, "Guangling San, do you know it?"

"I know a little bit." Yang Yuhuan nodded, "My dear, drink the medicine first, and then I will play for you."

"I will take the medicine." Li Heng took the medicine from Yang Yuhuan and said with a smile, "For my illness, listening to your song may be better than any good medicine."

"Then I'll go get the zither first." Yang Yuhuan also smiled, got up and left.

After Yang Yuhuan walked away, Li Heng went out immediately, poured the medicine in the shade under the tree in the corner of the yard, then came to the courtyard and half-lay on the reclining chair.

After a while, Yang Yuhuan came slowly over holding a xylophone. Seeing Li Ying in the courtyard, she came to sit beside Li Ying and asked, "My dear, have you finished your medicine?"

"Yes, I've finished drinking it." Li Heng nodded. "The medicine is really bitter. I'll listen to you playing a song to calm me down."

"Yes, sir." Yang Yuhuan placed the zither on the table and began to play it.

The sound of the piano is gentle at first, like a breeze blowing on your face, and then the melody slowly becomes passionate and generous, as if the war is right beside your ears.

In his previous life, Li Ying often watched some programs of ancient music, and he also knew that there were many schools of guqin, and each had different playing methods. But it must be said that although Yang Yuhuan's guqin skills were different from those of many modern schools, her skills were not inferior to those of the masters.

A sixteen-year-old girl with a stunning appearance and such great piano skills, it is no wonder that she has become famous in later generations.

Li Ying listened quietly until the end of the song. He was still immersed in it, savoring it for a long time.

Yang Yuhuan stood up and said, "I am sorry to show my ugliness."

Li Ying came back to his senses and said with a smile: "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"

Li Ying praised it, and then added: "Although the sound of the piano is good, there is one thing that is not right."

Yang Yuhuan was slightly startled and said, "What's wrong? Please point it out, my dear."

Li Heng said, "There is a place in the 38th paragraph where you played the jiao tone as shang tone. Ji Kang despised the powerful all his life, but why did he serve as an official in Wei? It was because Mangshan is in the heart of China. He was born in Anhui and buried in Mangshan. Ji Kang hoped that his soul would return to Mangshan. Mangshan belongs to the jiao tone in the five notes, so he naturally played the jiao tone before leaving."

Yang Yuhuan was both surprised and delighted when she heard this.

She didn't expect that Li Ying could have such high insights. Since she started learning the piano, Li Ying was the first person to hear the difference and give an interpretation. He was simply her confidant.

But then her surprise turned into sadness.

Because in her opinion, Li Heng might not live long.

Yang Yuhuan turned her back, trying hard not to let her tears fall. After a pause, she explained the reason why she played the Shang tone: "I have seen in the music book that the Shang tone can cure shortness of breath, cough, chest tightness and discomfort... My dear, you have chest tightness and cough, so I played the jiao tone into the Shang tone, hoping that after listening to it, you can feel relieved."

This time it was Li Heng who was surprised.

He once watched "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", in which Ren Yingying played music to heal Linghu Chong's injuries. He was very curious about this setting at the time, so he searched for it and found that this story really existed in ancient books.

But he didn't expect that today there really was a girl who wanted to relieve his physical discomfort through piano playing.

He was a little moved and said gently, "Thank you, my lady." Yang Yuhuan smiled, as warm as the sunshine in this winter day.

She opened her red lips and was about to speak when she heard a knock on the door.

The servant heard the knock on the door, went to open it, saw the person clearly, and said respectfully: "I am here to see the prince."

"No need to be polite." Crown Prince Li Ying smiled slightly, "I'm here to visit my eighteenth brother, please inform me."

Li Heng in the yard had already heard the sound, stood up and gave a look to the servant.

The servant understood what he meant and invited Crown Prince Li Ying in.

Li Ying walked in and saw Li Heng in the yard. He said quickly, "Eighteenth brother, I heard that you were not feeling well, so I came to see you."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Yuhuan next to him. His eyes stayed on Yang Yuhuan for a while, and he thought, "What a beautiful lady! If Li Heng's mother wasn't Consort Wu Huifei, how could he have married such a beautiful woman? She seems to be in a bad mood. Could it be that Li Heng is dying? That's great!"

Li Ying noticed Li Ying's look, he coughed twice, bowed and said: "Greetings to the Crown Prince, I didn't know you were coming, I am sorry for not coming to greet you, please forgive me."

Yang Yuhuan, who was standing by, followed Li Ying in paying respects to Crown Prince Li Ying, then stepped back silently and prepared to serve tea to Li Ying.

"We are brothers, there is no need to be polite." Li Ying waved his hand and pretended to be very concerned: "Is your illness serious?"

Li Heng knew that although Li Ying seemed to care about him on the surface, she actually wished he would die.

Because ever since his mother Concubine Wu Huifei became favored, Li Ying's mother died of depression. Not only that, his mother now wants to push him to the position of crown prince.

So whether from the perspective of emotion or power and status, Li Ying hoped that he would die quickly.

However, because Li Longji was still alive, Li Ying had to pretend to have a deep brotherly love for him and hypocritically showed concern for him.

Li Heng was somewhat disgusted by this kind of hypocrisy, but for the sake of his dignity, he had to be hypocritical in the future.

Li Heng tried his best to adjust his mentality and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Imperial Doctor Zhang said that all he needs is recuperation, but..."

Li Heng shook his head, sighed, and started coughing again.

Li Ying deliberately didn't finish his words because he wanted to see how Li Ying would act next.

Li Ying heard Li Heng's tone and felt that the illness seemed serious. He was secretly happy in his heart, but he still showed concern on his face and said, "Since Imperial Doctor Zhang said it's okay, then it must be okay. You don't have to worry too much. Just rest and recuperate. By the way,"

Li Ying took out a brocade box from his bosom and handed it to Li Heng: "This is the hundred-year-old ginseng I found, you can use it to nourish your body."

Li Ying took the brocade box and said politely, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

"Eighteenth brother, you are too polite." Li Ying patted Li Heng's shoulder and continued, "Since you are not feeling well, I will not bother you any more. When you recover, we brothers can drink and chat happily again."

"Okay." Li Heng smiled back, then bowed and said, "I respectfully send the Crown Prince off."

"Well, remember to rest more." Li Ying patted Li Heng's shoulder and then walked out of Prince Shou's Mansion.

When they arrived outside the mansion, Li Ying whispered to the attendant who followed him, "I think Li Heng is seriously ill. Go check and see what his condition is."

"Yes." The attendant took the order and left.

Li Ying stood with his hands behind his back, thinking, "Li Heng, it would be best if you really die of illness. Otherwise, I will have to help you."

As he was thinking about it, he turned his head and glanced at the Prince Shou's Mansion behind him, and Yang Yuhuan's stunning appearance emerged in his mind.

(End of this chapter)