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

Lin Feng took a deep breath, and the fresh air filled his lungs.

He looked around; the backyard of the Prince's mansion was very quiet.

I adapted to the switch very quickly.

I've gotten used to running back and forth between the two worlds.

He walked briskly along the corridor toward his study.

As soon as I arrived at the study door, a slender figure came to greet me.

"Young Master," Guan Xin bowed slightly, her voice soft.

Lin Feng nodded: "Go brew a pot of tea."

"Yes, young master." Guan Xin turned and walked towards the tea room, her skirt swaying gently with her steps.

Lin Feng's gaze involuntarily followed it.

I must say, even in a loose dress, this girl couldn't hide her impressive curves; she's quite well-endowed.

He chuckled, looked away, and pushed open the door to the study.

The study was spotless, with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones neatly arranged on the desk, and a freshly picked osmanthus flower adorning the windowsill, its delicate fragrance wafting through the air.

Lin Feng looked around the space, found a spacious spot, and with a thought, moved two pianos out of the space.

One Steinway, one Yamaha.

Both are nine-foot concert grand pianos, with black mirror lacquer finish, gleaming with a deep luster under the sunlight streaming through the window.

Lin Feng circled the two pianos, pondering for a moment.

Steinway's tone is rich and mellow, making it suitable for playing erhu.

Yamaha's tone is bright and clear, making it suitable for playing modern music.

Given Yu Lan's personality, she would probably prefer Yamaha's clear and bright voice.

He made up his mind to give the Yamaha to Yu Lan, and keep the Steinway for Su Shi and the other girls.

After a short while, Guan Xin came in carrying a tea tray.

She was stunned as soon as she stepped into the study. When she cleaned it that morning, the study was completely empty. She remembered it clearly; there wasn't even an extra chair.

But now, two large, black objects have appeared beside the desk. Their lacquer is shiny and their shapes are peculiar, clearly not ordinary objects.

She had never seen anything like it before, but just by looking at the material and the workmanship, she knew it was very valuable.

She gently placed the tea tray on the table and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Young master, what is this?"

Lin Feng knew that he couldn't explain it clearly anyway.

He walked over to Yamaha, lifted the piano lid, and revealed a row of black and white keys.

He casually traced a line on the piano keys, and a series of crisp, melodious notes flowed out, from low to high notes.

—Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Ti—

The sound was clear and bright, like the tinkling of a mountain stream, or like jade stones striking each other, with lingering echoes.

It must be said that a good piano has a crisp, clear sound.

Guan Xin's eyes lit up instantly as she stared incredulously at the row of black and white keys:

"The sound of this zither... is so clear and melodious, unlike the guqin or zheng, it has a unique charm."

She gazed at the piano, her eyes filled with envy, and her fingers twitched slightly involuntarily, longing to play a few notes.

Although she is now a maid, her father was once a court official, and she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting from a young age.

In terms of talent, she is in no way inferior to Xueyao, Su Shi, and Su Qin.

Seeing this novel musical instrument is like a child seeing a new toy; they feel itchy, curious, and longing.

Lin Feng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and instructed, "Go and call Yu Lan, Su Shi, Su Qin, and Xue Yao over here."

"Yes, young master!" Guan Xin turned around and was about to run out.

Lin Feng suddenly changed his mind and called her back:

"never mind.

"Go pour them a cup of tea, and I'll play a tune; they'll come over then."

Guan Xin hurriedly replied, "Yes, young master."

He poured the tea and then stood to the side with an expectant look on his face.

She was also eager to hear just how beautiful the music played on the piano really was.

Lin Feng pulled over a piano bench, sat down, placed his hands on the keys, and closed his eyes to ponder for a moment.

What are you playing?

After thinking for a moment, he decided to play a classic piece, "Für Elise".

This piece has a beautiful melody and is easy to understand; it can be appreciated without requiring a high level of musical literacy.

As the fingers fell, the first note rang out in the night sky.

The melody was soft and soothing, like someone whispering in your ear.

Lin Feng's slender fingers landed on the black and white piano keys, his fingering flowing smoothly, each note perfectly timed, neither too fast nor too slow.

The high register has a clear and bright tone, while the low register is deep and resonant, with each note building upon the previous one to create a gentle and harmonious sound.

Guan Xin stood to the side, listening intently, her eyes fixed on the row of black and white keys, wishing she could memorize every fingering.

Her fingers moved slightly inside her sleeve, as if she were playing along.

She really liked the way the music played, especially its gradual and progressive feel.

Yu Lan was studying sheet music in her room when a peculiar melody drifted in from outside, stirring something within her.

She put down the sheet music and listened intently.

The sound was crisp, clear, and rich in layers, completely different from the somber tone of the guqin and the melodious tone of the zheng, carrying a texture she had never experienced before.

"Sister Bing, did you hear that?" Yu Lan turned to look at Liang Bing, who was sitting by the window.

Liang Bing nodded, her eyes flashing slightly beneath her bamboo hat: "I heard it, someone is playing the piano."

"This sound is wrong; it's unlike any instrument I've ever heard before."

Yu Lan stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.

The music became clearer, drifting on the night breeze with an indescribable charm.

Liang Bing released her divine sense and probed in the direction from which the sound of the zither came.

A moment later, she withdrew her divine sense and said calmly, "It's Lin Feng playing the zither."

It wasn't a guqin or a zheng; it was a black and white instrument that I had never seen before.

Yu Lan's eyes lit up, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "So that means the piano is finished?"

"Possibly."

Liang Bing paused, her tone tinged with doubt.

"I haven't seen him lift a finger in the past twenty-odd days, nor have I seen anyone deliver any materials. How did it suddenly get better?"

Yu Lan shook her head and walked out: "No matter what he does, as long as he does it well, that's fine. We'll know once we go and see for ourselves."

The two walked quickly, one after the other, following the direction of the music.

Meanwhile, the sound of a zither could be heard drifting from every corner of the Prince's mansion.

Su Shi and Su Qin were embroidering in the east wing when they heard the zither music, and their needles went astray.

Su Shi looked up, her face full of surprise: "What is that sound? It's so beautiful!"

"Let's go take a look!"

Xueyao was watering the flowers in the yard when she heard the music, and she almost dropped the watering can.

After listening for a while, she had a vague guess in her mind—this was probably the piano that the young master had mentioned before.

She wiped her hands and followed them toward the study.

Gu Yu and Wei Zhaoyi were playing chess in the pavilion in the back garden when they heard the sound of the zither. They both looked up and exchanged a glance.

Wei Zhaoyi had already stood up and was walking out, looking curious: "This is the piano, right? The one Lin Feng mentioned before."

The five women converged from different directions, met in the corridor, smiled at each other, and without saying a word, hurried together toward the study.

In the study, Lin Feng was still playing the piano.

The sound of the piano drifted out from the open window.

The entire palace seemed to be listening to this piece of music.

Guan Xin stood to the side, just standing there blankly, her eyes full of admiration.

The song ended, but the lingering melody still resonated.

Inside the study, Yu Lan and Liang Bing stood at the front, followed by Su Shi, Su Qin, and Xue Yao, and then Gu Yu and Wei Zhaoyi.

None of them came in to disturb Lin Feng. They waited until the music faded before entering.

Yu Lan's gaze fell on the mountain foliage, her eyes shining as if they were filled with stars.

She took a deep breath and asked softly, "Lin Feng, is this the piano you were talking about?"