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The young, beautiful, lively and lovely girls not only add a lot of color to Rosings' ordinary life day after day, but also make great contributions to relieve the anxiety of Mrs. de Boer, who is looking forward to the return of her nephew.

In view of the fact that every visitor can distract more than half of mother's attention, Song Ci is very happy to entertain Mrs. Collins' relatives and friends, especially when she finds out that as long as Mr. Pastor and Sir Lucas are left in the house, When he could satisfy his wife's interest in talking, he was even more annoyed why he hadn't discovered this good thing that would satisfy both parties earlier.

It is a pity that Mr. Darcy, who finally heard his aunt's call, returned to Rosings Manor before the lady was satisfied, accompanied by her other cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam.

Two days before Easter, Song Ci, who was sitting with the girls by the lake, reading a book and doing handicrafts, once again saw Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, who had a rare gaffe, and immediately realized that his good days were gone forever.

"Miss! Madame de Boer begs you to go to the drawing-room at once!"

"What a familiar line!"

With great difficulty suppressing the urge to complain, Song Ci Youyou sighed, "My dear wife, please tell me, is it because of Mr. Darcy this time?"

"Yes!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng said with a smile: "However, that gentleman did not come back alone this time. Colonel Fitzwilliam also came together."

"So should I thank the rest of my cousins ​​for not being so laid back?"

Reluctantly putting down the half-made lace in his hand, Song Ci said to the smiling little master: "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. It seems that I can only ask you this question until the next meeting."

"It's ok."

Elizabeth also packed up her sewing kit, jokingly said, "I'll be waiting for you anytime."

Swallowing the biscuit in her mouth quickly, Maria hurriedly asked: "Is the person here a noble relative from the family, the one who always makes Mrs. de Boer full of praise?"

"You guessed right."

Charlotte helped her sister wipe off the scum on her face, "But don't be afraid, the two gentlemen are very generous and kind people, you just need to be yourself."

She doesn't think that the silly sister can win the favor of a gentleman, as long as she keeps a normal mind and is not rude.

After tidying up his appearance briefly, Song Ci hurried back to the big house with the guests and Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng.

"Annie, come to me quickly!"

Mrs. de Boer's eyes can only see what she wants to see most, which is also a very remarkable skill.

As soon as the hostess saw her daughter, she yelled loudly for her to hurry up and greet the two cousins ​​who hadn't seen each other for many days, and even ignored the string of guests behind her.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Darcy. Good afternoon, Colonel Fitzwilliam."

Song Ci curtseyed, "Please allow me to introduce my new good friends to you, Miss Maria Lucas, Miss Elizabeth Bennet, and this Miss Tess Durbeyfield. "

As the last girl whose name was called, Tess couldn't hide her surprise and showed a flustered look. She didn't expect the young lady to introduce herself like this.

Such kindness made Tess feel both relieved and blush, and there was a hint of unspeakable sweetness hidden in it.

"Good afternoon, dear cousin."

Colonel Fitzwilliam, who warmly returned the gift, was still so talkative, "My God, Auntie, Rosings is really full of flowers. You must be in a great mood to face so many beautiful and lovely ladies every day!"

"It seems to be a little bit stronger, but it's still not as good as it is now."

Mrs. de Boer was very dissatisfied that her daughter even solemnly introduced her servant to her nephew, but for the sake of that fallen nobleman, she did not open her mouth to expose such reckless behavior.

"Darcy, what else can you say this time?"

Mrs. de Boer stared at her favorite nephew, "Although you barely missed the appointment, I still can't help but want to get angry."

"I really have nothing to say."

Mr. Darcy nodded slightly, "But I don't think you need to worry too much about this little thing."

"How can this be called a trivial matter?"

Madame de Boer's voice rose again, "A gentleman's promise is a matter of honor!"

"mom!"

Song Ci knew that if she didn't stop her, her mother would definitely involve a certain gentleman's lifelong problems on herself, and she didn't want to make such an unnecessary embarrassment in public, "I suddenly felt a little thirsty, presumably the two cousins ​​went all the way You must be exhausted from working too hard."

"Okay, bring some tea."

After ordering the servants, Mrs. de Boer gave her daughter a warning look, "Annie, instead of sitting and waiting, why don't you play a soothing tune for us."

Song Ci hurriedly responded and walked to the piano, as long as her mother stopped bringing up that embarrassing topic for everyone, let alone just playing a song, she would be absolutely fine with dancing in public.

The poor lady was only concerned about fleeing in embarrassment, but forgot to choose a caring friend to turn the page for the performer.

When she realized her negligence, the young men and women who were strangers 5 minutes ago had already gathered together to talk and laugh happily with each other.

"God, this is really a leaky house and rain all night."

In order to avoid getting himself into another embarrassing situation, Song Ci could only look up at Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng eagerly, hoping that the caring and thoughtful tutor would find out about the little master's predicament.

Unexpectedly, instead of attracting Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng's attention after looking forward and looking forward, she attracted another gentleman who was indifferent.

In the next second, a big pale and slender hand descended from the sky and opened the music score that people love and hate.

Up to now, only being grateful to Dade is the wisest choice. Song Ci only hesitated for a moment before showing the most appropriate smile, "Thank you, Mr. Darcy."

It stands to reason that any gentleman should be honored to face such a beautiful lady's sincere admiration, but Mr. Darcy likes to be independent. He just nodded slightly and said nothing, and he didn't even intend to speak.

If it wasn't for this gentleman to help turn the page, Song Ci really wanted to retaliate for his harsh treatment.

Especially seeing Colonel Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth getting better and better, she felt that the two cousins ​​who had gone to extremes in character should complement each other, so that the girl facing them could breathe a little easier.

The young lady sitting next to the human-shaped air conditioner and playing the piano was miserable, but her mother, who was kept in the dark, was so happy that she almost cheered.

Looking at the married couple with satisfaction, Mrs. de Boer said in an extremely excited tone, "I dare say that Rosings will have a happy event to celebrate soon!"

"Oh, that would be great!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, who was previously ordered by the hostess not to help the lady out, also said happily: "The two best children are getting engaged, are you sure they are in love?"

Mrs. de Boer is quite confident about her daughter's appearance, "I can't see it yet, but I believe Darcy will fall in love with Anne in the near future. Maybe he has already fallen in love with Anne, but I Haven't found it yet!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng echoed: "I also think he must be in love with Miss. You see the two of them standing together are like a painting, and no one can get in."

"That's right!"

Mrs. de Boer made the final conclusion with a confident expression, "If Darcy doesn't even care about Baby Anne, I really don't know who else in this world can give him a high regard."

At the end of the song, the stiff lady just missed shouting Ulla to celebrate the victory like the Russians did, and when she was almost about to jump up and escape, the gentleman who had been standing beside him with his hands behind his back suddenly turned over a page of score again unexpectedly.

"..."

Song Ci recalled his words and deeds hundreds of times after entering the house, and he really couldn't think of where he offended this cousin who claimed to be the most vengeful in his life, and made him spend so much time making fun of himself.

In the end, she could only attribute this misfortune to the British Empire's version of mother's debt repayment, and she was determined to find an appropriate opportunity to have a serious discussion with Mrs. de Boer on the selection of Rosings' son-in-law in the future.

"Miss de Boer, I hear that you and your aunt have taken an excursion with the aid of Mr. Thomson's latest invention."

The voice from the top of the hair stunned Song Ci for a moment, and then she replied subconsciously: "Yes, it is shorter than expected. After all, we only went to the orphanage in the suburbs of the county once."

Mr. Darcy asked again: "Is there anything about that trip that made you uncomfortable?"

"No, it's much better than riding in a carriage before."

Song Ci couldn't help turning his head to look at him, "Is Mr. Darcy doing a questionnaire survey?"

"No. I was just thinking that you might wish to take another trip a little further."

Mr. Darcy pursed his lips, seeming to be pondering his words, "Do you still remember the friend in London who introduced me to buy a horse? He rented a manor with a nice view in Hertfordshire, 50 miles away from Rosings. Wanted to invite me over for a few days after Easter."

"Herfordshire, isn't that Mrs. Collins' home?"

Thinking of the conversation between the two of them, the smile on Song Ci's face became more real, "I still remember her saying that there is a Netherfield Garden there, which is not bad."

"I said there."

Mr. Darcy's eyes showed slight expectation, "If you want, I can take you with me."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Darcy. But I have an appointment with the orphanage children to visit them on a visiting day."

Song Ci politely declined: "And I don't think my mother will let me leave Rosings alone."

After she finished speaking, she saluted and left the gentleman, and walked up to the embarrassed Tess on her numb legs.

"It's such a shame."

After taking a sip of the fragrant and warm coffee, the young lady finally relaxed for a moment and complained softly: "I'd rather comb the hair of chocolate than sit there rigidly."

Tess said, "But I think you are very beautiful when you play the piano."

"I can teach you if you like."

Song Ci hooked the girl's little finger and smiled, "But when you really start practicing, you will understand why some people only like to watch others play the piano instead of playing it themselves."

"Tess, practicing the piano is not a good job."

Maria, who was also sitting alone by the side, quickly said, "Look at my hands, they don't look like hands playing the piano at all, right, and even less so when I play."

Song Ci and Tess couldn't help laughing at her simple and straightforward words of experience. Even Colonel Fitzwilliam, who was immersed in the beautiful exchanges, would not ignore the laughter of the three girls, let alone The mistress who cared very much about her daughter.

Mrs. de Boer said meaningfully: "Anne has been laughing more and more recently. It must be your credit, Darcy."

"Actually, I don't think I'm worthy of your love."

Mr. Darcy said in a slightly regretful tone: "Miss de Boer has just declined my formal invitation."

"What invitation? How come I don't know at all?!"

When Mrs. de Boer thought that her daughter missed a good opportunity to strengthen her relationship with her nephew because of her mistake, she immediately felt very heartbroken, "Darcy, you must tell me this matter carefully!"

"Please forgive me, it is really inconvenient for me to disclose the content without the consent of the person concerned."

Mr. Darcy nodded and said: "You should ask your cousin yourself."

Hearing such indifference and complaints, Mrs. de Boer could not hold back her composure, and repeatedly called her daughter to sit in front of her eyes.

The mother's sudden outburst of anger really caught Song Ci by surprise. After she heard the cause and effect, she found it even more inconceivable. Her eyes fell on the bad guy who seemed to be possessed by a dwarf with a sharp head, "Don't you want to refuse Mr. Darcy? Would an invitation be more regrettable than not seeing the king?"

It's a pity that the young lady may not dare to reveal the emotion of adding fuel to the fire. In the end, she can only stand in place like a frightened water bird and humbly accept Mrs. de Boer's teachings, and feel sorry for hurting her cousin because of her recklessness Apologize for the act of concern.

The slightly gloomy look on the hostess's face quickly caused the visitors who had amazing observation skills and felt that they should not stay for a long time to get up and leave. Colonel Fitzwilliam, who did not want to be involved in the whirlpool of disputes, also offered to use the host's office instead of his respected aunt. It is my duty to send the three delicate guests back to the pastor's apartment.

Looking through the window of the carriage at the handsome gentleman riding a tall horse not far ahead, Elizabeth unconsciously showed a sweet and shy smile.

Except for her father who was far away in Longborn, she never knew that there was such a talkative, witty, gentle and airless young man in the world.

Even though they'd only known each other for a few hours, the gentleman brought as much pleasure as any kid she'd seen in the first twenty years.She obviously sensed some subtle change in her heart, but she didn't find it annoying and didn't intend to stop it.

Recalling Colonel Fitzwilliam's sincere smile, Elizabeth suddenly blushed a little, even reducing her disgust towards the domineering mistress of Rosings Manor.

At this moment, because of someone's good mood, those wild ducks and white geese wandering in the countryside have become a pleasing and beautiful scene in Elizabeth's eyes, even seeing Mr. Collins who is not much different from wild ducks can't change it. at this point.

After greeting the hostess, Elizabeth, who didn't want to delay for a moment, ran back to her bedroom with her skirt in her hand, intending to pass the news of the day to her closest sister by letter.

"Oh, Jane, I should have let you see Colonel Fitzwilliam. He is so friendly and agreeable, quite unlike Rosings' mistress."

Elizabeth didn't mind letting the only confidant in the family pry into her thoughts. Just a few vivid and interesting descriptions made the perfect Mr. in her mind come to life on the paper, "There is also Mr. Darcy who is equally impressive. This pair of aunt and nephew His style is like retreating, if you don't show superiority, it's like insulting the family..."

She wrote many other things, but it is not difficult for a wise man to see that all the talk revolved around one of the distinguished guests of Rosings Park.In other words, no matter how twists and turns it was at the beginning, it will always come back to the same place in the end.

Elizabeth's cheeks remained flushed till supper time, and Mr. Collins looked sideways.

"I think my dear cousin lived very comfortably at Rosings."

Mr. Pastor said proudly: "Now you can't deny what I once said. In this world, Mrs. Beede Pole can no longer find a generous and kind benefactor. She is the quintessence of all human virtues." Avatar!"

Elizabeth suppressed a smile and took a sip of the cream soup, "I agree with your point of view. So, she shouldn't blame me for staying at home alone tomorrow to sort out the letters."

Mr. Collins, who dared not miss an invitation to Rosings Gardens without permission, hastened to his wife: "My dear, did you tell your lady about this when you said good-bye to your cousin?"

"No."

A trace of unease welled up in Charlotte's heart, "Two distinguished guests have come to the mansion today, Madam may not have time to pay attention to us."

"I know. It must be Mr. Darcy and Colonel Fitzwilliam."

Mr. Collins immediately expressed deep reverence, "I have heard from my wife many times about the noble character of the two nephews, especially Mr. Darcy, who can be regarded as the noblest of the nobles."

"Mr. Darcy? I don't think he's any more noble than Colonel Fitzwilliam."

Elizabeth said with a slight mockery: "Speaking of which, what bargaining chip does a benevolent benefactor like Mrs. de Boer use to rank her nephew, status or property?"

No matter how much Mr. Collins racked his brains, he couldn't see from the surface how the beloved patroness made such an inference. He was afraid that his words would offend the two, so he had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened and commented on a piece of French food on the table. sausage.

Even the eloquent hostess bowed down under Miss Bennet's sharp teeth, and naturally the rest of the diners would not take the initiative to bring up the taboo topic about Rosings, and instead talked about safer fashion trends.

After the somewhat boring dinner, Mr. Collins, who was asking for trouble, went into the study where countless jobs were accumulated without waiting for a drink of digestive tea, leaving the ladies to rest for a while.

After borrowing some beautiful lace to send away the younger sister, Charlotte dragged a chair and sat next to Elizabeth, chatting about the changes after marriage and Rosings' two noble relatives in a slow and gentle tone.

"Every time Miss de Boer mentions Colonel Fitzwilliam, he will talk about his mother. The countess has always hoped that her youngest son can marry a noble daughter of equal status and a rich dowry to make up for the colonel's inability to inherit the family property. defect……"

Although her friend's attitude was tactful enough, it still stabbed Elizabeth's jumping heart, and her face suddenly became more rosy than before, "What does this have to do with me? Charlotte, have you forgotten that I just To meet Colonel Fitzwilliam? This is really inexplicable! Or, like that arrogant Mr. Darcy, you think that a country girl like me is not worthy of being a high-ranking person?!"

"Eliza, you should know that it is for your sake that I tell the whole thing."

Charlotte said seriously: "Do you think it's rude and offensive that you can't understand gamblers and people with bad morals? No, that just means one thing, you shouldn't get together and make do with each other by nature."

Regardless of whether Elizabeth appreciates it or not, she should try her best to prevent the other party from falling into this hopeless love.

Ever since she met the picky Rosings mistress, Charlotte has clearly realized that those noble ladies who pay attention to family background will never compromise because of the absurd love in the young people's mouth.

Life will teach a man to grow, as long as he is willing to pay a heavy price.

But what does Elizabeth have? Young, beautiful, innocent, the so-called happy life of wasted years will become out of reach.

Charlotte got up and left the dining room, leaving her solitary space to her former best friend who was calm on the outside and flustered and angry on the inside.

The pastor's apartment was not peaceful that night, at least from the corners of the guest's slightly flushed eyes, it was not difficult to see how difficult a night she had gone through.

After this short episode, Elizabeth was even more determined to stay at home alone. Now she not only had to sort out Langborn's letters, but also re-determined whether she should post the hastily written letter yesterday evening.

Even though she was really uncomfortable, she could only comfort the unspeakable reverie and faintly spreading pain with a few words from her relatives.

Elizabeth thought that she could at least have a whole day of peace and quiet to calm down, but at noon she saw Maria running back from the window on the second floor, and learned from her a story that made her feel sad. Popular hate news.

Because of Mr. Darcy's willful request, not only Mrs. Collins and sisters will accompany Miss de Port of Rosings Manor back to Meryton after the festival, even she, a guest who has been innocently implicated, cannot leave home after the hostess. Continue to linger under the circumstances.

As long as she thinks that she may never see Colonel Fitzwilliam again after leaving, Elizabeth can't figure out whether such an unimaginable coincidence is an arrangement of fate or a man-made tease, "Now I don't have to worry about whether to send a letter. I think Jane will be delighted to hear the story of Rosings from my own mouth..."

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