[Pride and Prejudice] Squire and Noble

When Miss Bingley asked what she said, she herself felt wrong.

Her face was pale, and her right hand tightly grasped her skirt.Mr. Bingley looked at Miss Bingley, and then at Darcy. When he felt the cold all over his body, he suddenly felt a little shudder in his expectant mood.For sure, this must not be a good topic.

After being quiet for a full minute, when Mr. Bingley felt that he was about to sweat, Darcy suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

At the same time, Yisha took a quick step forward for some unknown reason, letting her figure flash into their sight.She lowered her eyes, trying to restrain her beating heart, then pretended nothing happened and raised her head as if she hadn't heard anything, "Mr. Darcy, I want to tell you some news. unhappy."

Darcy's hands tightened violently on the side of his suit pants. He took a breath and tried to calm down, "Please tell me, Miss Elizabeth."

"I overheard unfavorable remarks about you from a Mr. Wycombe, who seems to claim to be the son of old Mr. Darcy's steward."

"Oh, Wycombe?!" whispered Mr. Bingley. "Isn't that one of the most hated people in Darcy's life?"

When this name was mentioned, Mr. Darcy's face was obviously very unhappy. He remembered the sight that looked like surveillance just now. With such an association, it must be this Wycombe just now.His face became stern, and his lips were drawn into a line.They have enmity, but in Darcy's mind, this Wycombe is not so important.

After finishing what she wanted to say, Isa didn't linger any longer, she saluted and then turned and left.

On the second day after the salon, Mr. Fox and Mr. Smith decided to leave Hertfordshire. The two Miss Brown were said to be on the way, so they went together.After being sent off by the Bennett family, the gorgeous three carriages soon left the town.Mr. Houston also went with them in the carriage, but instead of leaving here, he went to stay in Netherfield Garden for a while.

Mr. Huston, Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley, these three gentlemen are childhood friends.

Watching them go away, Lydia looked at them reluctantly, and waved goodbye to them from a distance.

Isa looked at Jane, and she found that Jane's smile became softer and calmer, but there was no fluctuation on that beautiful face.Isa took her arm, "Honey, Mr. Fox is gone, do you feel a little bit sad?"

"No, I didn't, it's a pity, isn't it?" Jane smiled and shook her head.

Hearing what she said, Isa knew that this elegant and noble Mr. Fox hadn't touched her heart yet, but obviously, this Mr. Fox had been moved by the beautiful Jane, and before leaving, he repeatedly hoped to invite them to London.But since Jane has no other thoughts, she doesn't say much, anyway, time will allow Jane and the sisters to find someone they like.

Seeing that winter is coming, Isa can't take care of it anymore, and she is about to start a new round of busy work.She used to tell Mr. Lauren, "Mr. Lauren, Bell Manor will not accept any guests during this time, please politely decline all invitations and reschedule. Oh, of course, if Charlotte comes, please be generous Let her in, anytime!"

For Charlotte, a calm, self-sufficient and lovely girl, Isa loves her very much. She is always approachable but not annoying. She speaks clearly and always has her own opinions. In Isa’s opinion Well, Charlotte is a rare understanding person and a smart girl. Her only shortcoming is that she is not that good-looking.

After giving her orders, she hesitated, but let Mr. Lauren deliver the letter to Mr. Darcy.

She said that she would take Mr. Darcy to visit the vineyards of Bell Manor, but until now, it has not been fulfilled.

All the workers in Bell Manor started to get busy. They carefully picked all the large bunches of grapes from the vines, put them into baskets, and placed them one by one in the huge open space in Bell Manor.All the oak barrels that have been emptied in the cellar have been cleaned up as necessary, and the temperature of the cellar has been adjusted.

Just when everyone was busy, Mr. Darcy came to visit.

This time he came alone, and neither Mr. Henry nor Mr. Bingley was with him.

In the clear late autumn, there is always a dry wind, which blows occasionally, bringing coolness, but it does not cool the heart, making people feel very comfortable.When Mr. Darcy visited, Isa was in the yard supervising the work of the workers. Although it had been several years and they were very familiar with the process, she still preferred to watch, after all, this was one of her favorite things one.

"Miss Elizabeth," he called to her.

Isa immediately turned her head and saw that Mr. Darcy was standing not far away, so she raised a smile, "Mr. Darcy, you are here." She gave a few instructions to the back, and then walked forward.At this moment, this gentleman was standing quietly under the big tree, with no expression on his handsome face.

To be honest, this gentleman is indeed a bit arrogant at first glance, but Isa doesn't think there is anything wrong with this arrogance. After all, he is a man of high society with unique assets, and he has the right to be arrogant.What's more, he is actually kind to his friends. Although his words are sometimes sharp, he has good intentions.

She straightened her skirt and said with a smile, "Come on, Mr. Darcy, let me show you around the vineyard."

Darcy nodded, turned his eyes around her, and then forced himself to move away.

He really wanted to ask her if she had heard what he said that day, those words were too embarrassing and impolite, what would this lady think if she heard it?Darcy's hands were tense by his side. He had thought of the misunderstanding at the ball, but Miss Elizabeth kept silent about any of them, which made him feel extremely tormented.

"Mr. Darcy, this area is all vineyards. I have asked the workers to deal with the front part. This area has not yet picked fruit. Do you want me to take you in and take a closer look?" She said with an embarrassed smile "No, forget it, the dirt here will stain your expensive suit pants."

"It doesn't matter." Darcy's voice was calm, "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he walked straight into the vineyard.

The soil he walked on was very soft, and it was obvious that the soil quality was well taken care of. When he looked closely at the grapes, he realized that they were so cute.The dark purple fruit ears hang in clusters, and there is a layer of white frost on the round fruit. The leaves on both sides grow very beautifully, and under the sunshine, you can see the fine fluff.

He let go of the hand that was stroking the leaves, and let his eyes look out.

In the field of vision, the surrounding grape vines spread out like a painting, layer upon layer and grow densely.He couldn't help sighing, "Miss Elizabeth, it's really great that this place is taken care of by you."

Isa smiled mischievously and blinked, "This is due to you, Mr. Darcy."

After seeing all this, Mr. Darcy suddenly stopped and stood there with downcast eyes.The light of the sun shrouded her figure in a haze, his eyes were slightly deep, he looked at her for a while, and made up his mind to ask, "Miss Elizabeth, yesterday..."

"Hey, Isa, so you're here!" Mary suddenly ran over excitedly holding up the hem of her skirt, "Look, I really made desserts out of red wine!"

She was holding a small plate with a few lovely treats on it.

Isa was immediately attracted by this, her eyes lit up, and she took the little fork that Mary handed over.

The purple pastry has a fragrant wine smell in the mouth, but it is much lighter than the real wine taste, a little more sweet, and the taste is very soft.There was obvious pleasure in her brow and eyes, "Ha, my dear Mary, you are really capable, this cake tastes wonderful!"

Isa thought to herself, this pastry tastes great. If you drink a cup of black tea at afternoon tea, eat a few pieces of this pastry, and then chat with friends, oh, it must be a very extreme enjoyment!You know, afternoon tea has always been very popular in the upper class, and ladies and ladies always like to have some snacks in the afternoon that is too long to relax.

Mary was praised, and she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and smiling happily, like a child who got candy.

Looking at the intimate relationship between the two sisters, Darcy's heart suddenly softened.

"Mr. Darcy, do you want to try it too?" Mary looked at the cold and arrogant gentleman with some hesitation.

He paused for a second, nodded his head, and looked away from Miss Elizabeth's slightly opened mouth for a moment. His mind was a little confused, and he didn't see the fork on it for a while, and just took one casually.Mary opened her mouth, but before she could stop her, she saw that he had already forked a small snack into her mouth.

God, Mr. Darcy, that's Isa... just used...

Mary blushed, looked at Isa who hadn't noticed, then at the gentleman, and finally decided to shut up.

"It tastes good, but it's a bit too sweet." Darcy was afraid that his words would hurt Miss Elizabeth's sister, so he added in a deep voice, "But it will definitely drive the ladies in London crazy."

"Really?" Mary happily forgot about the fork, "but I just need to make my mother and sisters like it!" After she finished speaking, she smiled and ran away with the plate.

There was silence, and Darcy looked again at Miss Elizabeth.

The smile in Isa's eyes has not dissipated, and the foggy black eyes have a hazy water color, like gems, and also like a night-it must be a night full of stars, which is why those eyes are so bright and bright.To have such a pair of beautiful and shining eyes, this young lady must have great wishes in countless hearts, Darcy thought.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Darcy, Mary interrupted you." Isa smiled, "I don't know what you wanted to say just now?"

"It's okay, your sisters are all lovely ladies." Darcy gave a rare compliment, "I want to say, Miss Elizabeth, what you said to me that day must have happened..." He decided to start from the moment at the ball. It started with a misunderstanding.

But Isa suddenly understood that he was talking about yesterday, and she immediately shook her head vigorously, "No..."

While they were talking, Mr. Lauren suddenly appeared, and he looked at the two in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Miss Elizabeth, although I know I shouldn't bother you, but this guest is very difficult, he said he must I have to see you." Mr. Lauren's kind smile froze a bit, "Hey, it's your cousin, he's at the door..."

His voice was getting weaker and weaker. Oh, what is the matter with this Mr. Darcy, what is this terrible feeling?

Darcy's hand was clenched into a fist, his expression was tense, and his handsome face was covered with frost.

Damn it, it's this nasty cousin again!

The author has something to say: Thank you for the landmines of Yutongjiang~~╭（╯3╰）╮