Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

The group entered the Prince's Mansion.

Wei Zhaoyi walked slightly behind Lin Feng, but couldn't help glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

She was really curious about what was so special about this young man that made her father personally ask him to send her here.

Wei Zhaoyi was well aware of her fate.

Born into royalty, marriage is never a choice for them.

She had long been prepared to be betrothed to a young master from a prominent family, or to be married off to a distant place for a political alliance.

But deep down, I still harbor a sliver of hope that I can marry a good man, someone I find pleasing to the eye and someone I don't dislike. If I like him, that would be even better.

Lin Feng, standing before me, is handsome and dashing, truly a sight to behold.

Moreover, he possesses a unique aura, a very special aura that makes him stand out from the crowd, like a crane among chickens.

At first glance, she felt a strange, inexplicable sense of delight, a feeling she couldn't quite explain.

Lin Feng had already sensed the furtive gaze. He suddenly turned his head, smiled at Wei Zhaoyi, and said in a teasing tone:

"Princess, is there any flower on my face?"

Caught red-handed peeping, Wei Zhaoyi panicked, and two red clouds instantly crept onto her cheeks, turning them so red they seemed to be burning.

She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground, her head bowed, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

"I...I don't understand what Young Master Lin is talking about..."

The girl's blush spoke louder than any words.

Lin Feng knew when to stop and didn't continue teasing.

After all, Wei Zhaoyi isn't one of those naive girls in the urban world. If we keep talking, this girl might really have to find a hole in the ground to hide in.

At this moment, Wei Zhaoyi's heart was pounding. She had never experienced being questioned like this before.

It put her in an awkward position, but Wei Zhaoyi also found it very exciting; this was a feeling she had never experienced before.

As soon as you step into the main courtyard, a rich fragrance wafts towards you.

Wei Zhaoyi's delicate nose twitched slightly as she couldn't help but say:

"What's this smell? It's a bit pungent, but it also smells so good..."

Wei Zhaoan also sniffed and nodded in agreement:

"I must say, the smell alone makes my mouth water, and I'm actually quite hungry."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Oh, they're having hot pot in the backyard."

"What is hot pot?" Wei Zhaoyi blinked curiously.

Lin Feng shook his head: "You can't imagine it even if I tell you to your face. You'll understand when you see it."

Wei Zhaoan pointed to the group of servants and maids following behind him and asked:

"Young Master Lin, what do you think of these people?"

"If you think it's acceptable, shall we have them stay today and start serving?"

Lin Feng glanced at it and nodded:

"Sure, how can such a big mansion be left unattended?"

Wei Zhaoan then pointed to the side rooms in the front yard and suggested, "Then let these servants live in the front yard, and the maids live in the east side room of the garden."

That place is close to the backyard, making it convenient to take care of the women.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Alright, we'll distribute them slowly later."

The group walked through the covered walkway and into the depths of the garden.

Even before reaching the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the spicy aroma became increasingly strong.

Wei Zhaoyi couldn't help but purse her lips. It was the first time she had ever smelled such a flavor, both fragrant and spicy, making her mouth water.

She was somewhat eager to try, but her good upbringing made her hold back from speaking.

Inside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, a group of women were sitting together eating hot pot, chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.

Gu Yu looked up and saw Wei Zhaoyi.

She was stunned for a moment, then saw that Wei Zhaoan was followed by so many servants, and she vaguely understood what was going on.

She stood up, smiling and waving to Wei Zhaoyi: "Zhaoyi, over here!"

When Wei Zhaoyi saw Gu Yu, a delighted smile immediately appeared on her face.

Gu Yu is her best friend since childhood, and the two have an extremely close relationship.

Later, Gu Yu went out to gain experience, and the two never saw each other again.

I never expected to run into you here today.

Wei Zhaoyi had just stepped out when she pulled her foot back, her gaze instinctively turning to Lin Feng with a questioning look in her eyes.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. This princess is quite well-behaved. Just this one action made Lin Feng feel that Wei Zhaoyi is knowledgeable and reasonable, and not an arrogant person.

He nodded slightly in agreement.

Wei Zhaoyi then gave a slight bow and quickly walked towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Seeing this, Wei Zhaoan said to Lin Feng:

"Young Master Lin, now that we have maids, let them serve you. How can the mistress eat by herself?"

Lin Feng nodded, his gaze sweeping over the twenty maids.

He picked out the ten prettiest ones, intending to keep them in the backyard to serve him.

Among the ten, one of the maids was exceptionally beautiful, her looks no less stunning than Gu Yu and Wei Zhaoyi's. She had delicate features and a gentle demeanor, making her a pleasant sight to behold.

Lin Feng had the idea of ​​taking her in as his personal maid.

After all, Lin Feng is a rather superficial person; he judges women by their looks first, believing that appearance determines value.

He couldn't help but think about the origins of these people.

The women who were rejected from the palace were all so beautiful, so how beautiful must those who stayed in the palace be?

That emperor really knows how to enjoy life.

I wonder what kind of stunning beauty that empress must possess?

Lin Feng, that ladybug, immediately got the wrong idea.

He composed himself and said to the ten maids:

"Give the silk to the servants and have them move it to the left wing of the main courtyard."

You all wait here for now.

"Yes, Master," the ten maids replied in unison, their voices clear and crisp.

They carefully handed the silks they were carrying to the servants, and then slowly walked toward the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

They didn't understand Lin Feng's temperament and were filled with uncertainty about the future.

But for them, this is already a stroke of luck.

At least I'm finally free from this misery.

Lin Feng turned to Wei Zhaoan and smiled, "Since you're here, let's sit down and eat together."

Wei Zhaoan swallowed hard, already irresistibly drawn in by the aroma, and quickly said:

"Then I'll have to accept it. I've never smelled such a fragrance before; it's so strong!"

No wonder he was so greedy.

The world's culinary techniques are not advanced, and seasonings are scarce.

Things like chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, oyster sauce, and chicken bouillon simply don't exist.

It's all about preserving the original flavor; it's very light and simple.

Who can resist the strong flavor of hot pot when suddenly faced with it?

Lin Feng then looked at the remaining servants and maids and gave them instructions:

"You should all go and rest in the side rooms in the front yard."

I'll assign you tasks after we finish eating.

"Yes, Master!"

Being called "master" by a group of grown men always feels a bit strange.

Those ten pretty girls still have the best voices.

He coughed and said again, "From now on, just call me Young Master, no need to call me Master."

"Yes, young master!"

The group responded in unison, and then filed away.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

I must say, these servants are all carefully trained, and they are really convenient to use.

They are much more pleasing to the eye than the servants I bought in Liangzhou before.