When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

"Mom, I beg you. Even if you don't want to look at Lydia, go and see Dad, okay?" Elizabeth pulled Mrs. Bennet's sleeve and begged, "There must be no one dancing with him. It's about enduring Sir Lucas' tirade."

Mrs. Bennet wrinkled her nose, brushed Elizabeth's hand away in dissatisfaction, rolled her eyes and said in distaste: "I'm not going there, let's see what he is doing, can you still marry Mary to the six-year-old son of Sir Lucas's family?" !"

"I've seen through that old ghost. I knew from the very beginning that he was uneasy! Why did you keep telling Mr. Bingley about the eldest son of Jane and Mr. Long in our house? I heard from your father, Nether Field, he said the same thing for a day!"

Mrs. Bennet's brain was not very bright, but she was so savvy about marrying her daughter that she had an idea when she rolled her eyes.

"Ha! I see! He must want Charlotte to win over Mr. Bingley!" Mrs. Bennet was furious. Before Elizabeth, who was holding her forehead, persuaded her, her complexion turned cloudy.

She patted her handsome face even though she was old, shook her skirt triumphantly, raised her chin and laughed shrilly: "I don't want to see if I can succeed! We Jane looks very similar. I look young. Charlotte is much less, and Mr. Bingley would not have left us Jane for her if he had eyes!"

Although Elizabeth couldn't approve of Mrs. Bennet's sudden idea, she was glad that Mrs. Bennet didn't have a whim to stare at Bingley to guard against it.

She quickly nodded her head in agreement, while reaching out to push Mrs. Bennett to the rest area, trying to persuade her to follow her train of thought, "In this case, you can't bother Mr. Bingley and Jane. I saw Mr. Bingley But danced with Charlotte, and now is dancing with Jane!"

Mrs. Bennet let her push her out, but she did not forget to grin happily and repeatedly asked for confirmation, "Really? Did you see it?"

"I see, I see! I saw clearly that Mr. Bingley invited Jane to dance!" Elizabeth said casually, and finally sent Mrs. Bennett to the rest area where a group of middle-aged ladies gathered, chattering With a smile, he dealt with the wives' overt and secret joking questions for a long time.

Fortunately, at this time, a young man from Longborn came to invite her to dance, which was the solution.

When Elizabeth was far away, she could still hear the voices of the wives talking and laughing, "Mrs. Bennet, all the girls in your family are very beautiful. Now that Jane has won the favor of Mr. Bingley, Elizabeth will have a fortune, right?"

No matter how restrained Mrs. Bennet's thin voice was, she could hear the hint of smugness, "Why, Mr. Bingley has danced with almost every girl tonight, and Jane is just one of them."

"As for my Lizzie—"

Elizabeth heard her own name from a distance, and was afraid of hearing what her mother said again, and almost ran away, "The dance music is about to start, let's go quickly!"

She held the young man's hand tightly

Arms, hurriedly walked to the center of the dance floor.The young man was so flattered that he thought that the famous rose with thorns in Longbourn was favoring him!

Elizabeth didn't mean anything to him, and she refused the invitation to dance another song after one dance.Since there were far fewer men than women in the arena, Elizabeth refused him at halftime when no one was changing partners, so she had to stay by herself for the next two dances.

This is very much in Elizabeth's mind. After the embarrassing scene of Lydia just now, she really has no mood to go to Lydia who is scurrying around like a butterfly, especially since Lydia's range of activities will not leave the dance floor. One meter in the center.

She decided to find a rest area with few people to sit by herself, and take a good rest from today's violent mood swings—at least for now, Elizabeth swears on her own reputation—

God, she really didn't mean to eavesdrop on Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy!

Obviously just looking for a place with few people, how could he think that the two focal points of the dance party are not on the dance floor, but in the corner?

It was already some distance away from the dance floor, the band's music was much quieter, and the conversation between the two broke into Elizabeth's ears without hesitation.

"You can't, Darcy. There are so few gentlemen to-night, is there no one but Georgiana to make you want to dance with her?"

This was Mr. Bingley's earnest voice, as if he was trying to persuade Mr. Darcy, who was unwilling to end, to dance a couple of songs.

"I'm not going to dance! Honestly, there's no one around here who I know well enough to bend over and beg her for, honestly. It's a shame to have me dance at a ball like this."

As soon as Elizabeth heard it, she knew it was the voice of the indifferent Mr. Darcy, she nodded secretly in her heart, "Sure enough, he is a picky person."

"Fitz! Can't you be a little less critical?" cried Bingley.

He seemed a little lacking in confidence, so he quickly made amends, "My two sisters are also very willing to dance with you."

"Forget it." Darcy snorted heavily.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen the quarrel between Caroline and Wu Zhao before, Caroline and Mrs. Hearst were both familiar dance partners, and he would still dance a few songs, but after seeing the scene this afternoon, Will Darcy still have any good looks?

Bingley didn't know what was going on with Caroline, so he thought he was simply picky, and there was nothing he could do, so he tried hard to persuade: "But you stand here so stupidly that I can't stand it—all the girls today They are very lovely, some of them are very beautiful, and in terms of appearance, they are not inferior to the ladies in London!"

Darcy didn't want to argue with him on this, but went along with him: "Of course you think so! You'll be dancing with the prettiest girl at Longbourn at the whole ball—not as Gina, of course."

At this time, he still didn't forget to look sideways at Wu Zhao who was sitting in the rest area.

"Oh, oh, well, well. I think you're right." Bingley blushed and followed Darcy's eyes—he was looking at Jane Bennett— But Bentley still doesn't want to let go

Give up, he thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he tried his best to recommend: "How is Miss Elizabeth? She is also very beautiful, you have seen it before. May I ask my dance partner to introduce you?"

Elizabeth was startled at first, thinking that they had discovered her, but she patted her chest after hearing what Mr. Bingley had said, and felt relieved, it turned out that he had just mentioned it.

She couldn't help getting closer, and she was really curious about how Mr. Darcy evaluated herself.

"I admit that she is indeed good-looking, but it's not enough to allow me to dance with her." Darcy said coldly, turning his head to look at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth turned her head hastily, trying to appear concerned about the dance music, but was actually on the verge of scolding Darcy all over, as if it was a great honor to dance with him!

"Besides, I'm not in the mood to flatter a lady who is left out by others. If I have that time, I might as well talk to Gina about her new favorite painting, or I can buy it back for her as a little surprise for Christmas."

Bingley didn't realize that Elizabeth was not far away, and shook his head regretfully when he heard the words, "You only think about Miss Darcy, and no one else can occupy even a single crack in your heart."

"That's it, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it—you'd better go dance, if this continues, your beautiful partner will be invited away by someone else."

When Bingley heard this, he quickly turned his head to look at Jane, and sure enough, he saw a young man showing courteousness in front of Jane. He immediately couldn't care about anything else, and hurried back to Jane's side after leaving a word of "self-serve".

Darcy glanced at Elizabeth coldly again, but in the end he didn't move and walked away.

Elizabeth felt that the hairs on her back were about to stand on end, and hurriedly walked towards the opposite direction of Darcy. When she relaxed, she found a rest area and sat down by herself. She felt exhausted and didn't want to dance any more.

Elizabeth leaned on the sofa, looking at the wine glass in front of her eyes, and wanted to take a glass to quench her thirst, but she didn't want to lift it even though she was so tired.

She simply leaned on the back of the sofa, tried her best to straighten her arms, straightened her fingertips, and reached for the goblet on the table one by one.

Just when Elizabeth was about to reach the nearest wine glass, she suddenly heard a chuckle from behind—too bad, I’m afraid it’s not some talkative lady!

If I turn around and tell my mother, but it's just another dark chatter, my mother won't forget about my slacking off at the Netherfield ball in a month, and I will have to come up with a few words every day!

This thought frightened her, she quickly straightened her body, put away the tired look on her face, and tried to put on a smiling face, "My legs hurt from dancing, you come too—"

"Miss Darcy?" Elizabeth turned around, and was surprised to find that it was not the ladies in front of her eyes, but Georgiana Darcy, a good friend of the host of the ball?

She immediately became even more embarrassed, and quickly got up and asked Wu Zhao to sit down as well, "I didn't know it was you, did you come to rest too?"

Elizabeth turned her head and looked around, but she didn't see Darcy, only Wu Zhao came over by herself.

Wu Zhao follows her

He gestured to sit on the side of the sofa, and joked with a smile on his face, "I'm tired from dancing—Miss Elizabeth, it seems that I only danced two songs tonight?"

Elizabeth was caught lying, her face flushed with shame.

She laughed awkwardly, and said to him regardless of the left and right ears, "Didn't Miss Darcy go dancing with Mr. Darcy? Today's dance music is not to your liking?"

Wu Zhao is very interested in this unworldly and bold girl, looking at her is like looking at Taiping in the past, she is also so cute and cute, with a little bit of cunning.

So she didn't care about Elizabeth's blunt turning around at all. Instead, she followed her words and said with a smile: "The hall is too hot, brother go out and blow some cold air. I am bored myself and saw that you are single, so I came here to talk to Miss Elizabeth. Welcome?"

"Welcome, how could you not welcome!" Elizabeth quickly waved her hands, for fear that Wu Zhao might misunderstand.She has a good impression of Wu Zhao, she is understanding, approachable, and has a cute little humor.

"It's completely different from her brother!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Ah Jiu: No, Elizabeth, you are wrong. Miss Darcy is more cruel, ruthless, and unreasonable than her brother! !

I'm going to be on the clip tomorrow~ In order to earn thousands of words, I will be a little later, and the two chapters will be released together at around eleven o'clock in the evening!