[comprehensive] superior skills

Because of the much-talked-about ball at the Lucas House, the invited guests and the residents of the entire Meryton town had many more interesting topics to spend their leisure time with.

Everyone is persistently inquiring about the family background and appearance of the distinguished guests, whether they have a good temper, and whether they are the type of people who can catch up with friendship. Even the lace on the skirts of the ladies has inadvertently led a small trend. trend.

Although Netherfield's distinguished guests have their own merits, they are always inseparable from people's talking points, and there are only two lucky ones who attract the most attention.

Except for the heir of Rosings Manor who was fortunate enough to get the full support of Mr. Collins, and the heavenly spoiled Miss de Boer, who is both beautiful and rich, there is only one Mr. Darcy who can equal her.

But compared to the young lady who makes people love and envy her, the latter's reputation is not very pleasant.

Who told Mr. Darcy that not only his status, status, wealth and appearance are superior to others, but also his personality is as unattainable as those few shining points that cannot be ignored.

If he could restrain his stern face of rejecting people thousands of miles away when showing his own advantages, and treat every passer-by with a courteous attitude, I am afraid that his reputation will become worse immediately. The saint is also admired.

What is especially paradoxical is that no matter how unpopular Mr. Darcy's arrogance may be, a moderately respectable family in Meryton would be proud to have invited such an honorable guest as him, and the rest of the people present would be at the same time. Slightly abandon the previous suspicions, and prepare to give the other party another chance to shake hands and make peace.

As if some kind of signal was ignited, after the invitation to the Lucas family ended, before Mr. Bingley could arrange some recreational activities at home for his beloved girl and the promise he had made before, all kinds of invitations were like catkins in the wind Come on.

Prom, party, party, prom.

No matter how good the name is, it can't hide the fact that people are unwilling to give up the shortcut to wealth and happiness, at least until the distinguished guests of Netherfield have moved away.

"Poor Mr. Darcy."

Standing at the bedroom window and waving goodbye to her cousin, the young lady murmured to herself, "If your aura no longer shines brightly, those ordinary people who hate your arrogance but are greedy for your other advantages will also disappear."

"That's not right, my lady!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, who was tidying her clothes on a chair, turned her head and said: "People are like this. They always hate what they don't get. Let me say that only tenants who have been hungry and poor have the right to judge their masters, and only they Know how generous and merciful the good, gentle Mr. Darcy is compared to the real hard and heartless landowner. He, like your mother, would never turn a blind eye to a poor beggar. As for those who criticize him, if Whoever can continue to be a good person after inheriting a large inheritance at Mr. Darcy's age, instead of using this wealth to do evil, is barely qualified to be on an equal footing with Mr. Darcy."

Song Ci, who had been familiar with Rosings' short-term protection for a long time, withdrew his gaze as the carriage gradually walked away, and said with a chuckle, "Otherwise, you should refrain from opening your mouth, right?"

"That's right!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng said proudly: "This is also one of the reasons why I agree with you to miss the ball due to illness. With the background and upbringing of you and Mr. Darcy, there is no need to make compromises to accommodate others. To be offensive, I believe that Mr. Bingley will Will pay for his approachability."

"Especially when the girl he fell in love with is also as soft as dough. It really makes people worry about how this pair of little sheep can survive in a world surrounded by wolves."

Lying on his back on the comfortable big bed, Song Ci lazily fiddled with the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, "Fortunately, he still has a loyal friend who is willing to share the pain for him."

As she spoke, she turned over comfortably, resting her chin on Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng's back, "Speaking of which, have you noticed any changes in Tess recently?"

"Do you think I can't see the little secrets that young people hide in their hearts when I'm old?"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng simply sat down by the bed and continued the work at hand, "You are such a naughty little girl, but I have to be gratified by your enthusiasm for your friends. Tess is really lucky to meet you and your wife so much. Good host."

"Oh, good lady. Tell me what I most want to hear!"

Song Ci reached out and took a piece of butter biscuit in his mouth, "Do you think Tess and Mr. Thomson will enter the palace of marriage?"

"I hope so."

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng thought about it carefully, "Tess is a good child, although her family has nothing to praise and can't deny it. As for Mr. Thomson, I think you must be very interested in one thing!"

"Speak quickly, good lady!"

Song Ci picked out a biscuit box with the most beautiful pattern and put it in her hand, "Now that you have accepted my bribe, you must tell me the truth about it!"

"as you wish!"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng wiped the oil stains from her fingers with a handkerchief so as not to stain the fabric, "When I went to the library to find a picture album for you yesterday afternoon, guess what I saw? Well, I won't whet your appetite. As soon as I walked in the door I saw Mr Thomson."

A knowing smile appeared on her face, "He neither stood in front of the boring professional books nor admired those precious parchments, but stopped by Miss Bingley's side."

"Miss Bingley?"

Thinking of the scene at that time, Song Ci couldn't help covering his mouth and teasing: "My God, the expression on her face must be extremely shocked!"

"You guessed right."

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng continued: "I'm afraid she misunderstood something, and immediately ran out of the library at the speed of fleeing. Then Mr. Thomson, who was always silent, took away all Miss Bingley's favorite love books. Not even one was left for the poor master."

"This is so much fun!"

If it weren't for the care of the tutor's teaching, Song Ci really wanted to laugh a few times, "God, I really want to see the scene at that time with my own eyes! And the proud and arrogant Miss Bingley, if she accidentally finds out about her How ridiculous the behavior is in the eyes of others, will it hinder her good mood of insisting on dancing with Mr. Darcy!"

"I don't think so. Miss Bingley hasn't been in the library since."

Now, Mrs. Gingerson regretted that she was not as eloquent as Mr. Collins, so that she could convey this interesting story to the mistress of Rosings.

"No, Mr. Thomson's conspiracy cannot be allowed to succeed too quickly."

Song Ci jumped out of bed as he spoke, trying to find a love story that would benefit Tess a lot from the books he brought out to relieve boredom, "Birds, animal atlases, fairy tales! My God, my mother must have secretly sorted out my Otherwise, there shouldn’t be only these left! Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, why didn’t you tell me!”

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, who took the time to taste the biscuits, drank her lipstick slowly, and the old god said: "Miss, you should know why. No amount of friendship can resist the temptation of the pound."

"Don't think that I will accept my fate!"

Stepping barefoot on the plush carpet, the pissed young lady ran to the small pile of luggage that she had been carrying all along, "Look what I found, a copy of Mr. Bandello!"

""Romeo and Juliet"?"

Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng raised her eyebrows, "This book is not good, it is not a good sign."

"Are you still afraid that Abraham will go to a duel with Mr. Thomson?"

Song Ci used bookmarks made of soft silk to separate from the middle, "At most, let Tess only look at the romantic encounter ahead!"

No matter how much Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng discouraged, the stubborn lady was determined to give this love classic to her simple-minded female companion, so that she could try to learn something useful from it.

But it is too soon to say, at least not until Tess, who was at the ball with Mr. Thomson, returns.

Song Ci, who enjoyed a slightly bland sick meal in the bedroom and dismissed the nagging grandmother, sneaked into the library alone while no one was watching, hoping to reenact the scene with the brief description he heard earlier.

She first pretended to be the rigid and indifferent Mr. Thomson and walked to a corner of the bookshelf, and then pretended to be the panic-stricken Miss Bingley and fled all the way with her skirt. shabby room.

"My God, I shouldn't have hated Mr. Darcy for leaving home."

Gently brushing away the few strands of hair that had slid down to her shoulders due to the previous overly lively movements, Song Ci, who had had enough laughing, panted slightly and sat down on the sofa for people to take a nap, "Meryton is such a lovely and charming place, stay here It's much happier here than at Rosings."

The host and the male guest were not in the mansion, so she didn't have to worry about being caught by the male servant who stayed downstairs doing some strange behavior, so she generously took out a piece of court snack from her handbag.

It's like everything has two sides. A guest who can only lie in bed and wait for others to greet him can't comment on the bland food. Even Mrs. Jiang Jinsheng, who is kind and cooperative, can't do anything about this.

Opening a collection of poems casually, Song Ci tasted the long-lost delicacy and said with emotion: "Fortunately, I can still support myself, but the portion of meals for sick patients is often pitifully small."

The location of the sofa is well arranged. It is estimated that the previous owner considered warmth and privacy when designing the room. Sitting on it, you can not only feel the gentle care of the bright sunshine and beautiful moonlight from the diagonally facing window, but also feel the warmth of the room at first. Time noticed the movement at the door.

The lady who looks weak on the outside and is extremely strong on the inside, who can cut off a man's cervical spine with just one hand, will naturally not miss the sound of horseshoes from far to near.

Skillfully cleaning up the crime scene, Song Ci stroked the hem of his skirt with a mouthful of lychee pulp in his mouth, trying to hide in the room before meeting the host.

At the end of the long corridor with cold moonlight, a tall and elongated figure swaying in the candlelight unexpectedly met a girl walking silently in the dark.

Mr. Darcy, who was holding the wax table, looked down at the girl's seductive curves looming under the nightgown, and suddenly felt that his behavior of riding back was really stupid, "Are you waiting for someone, Miss de Boer? Or Waiting for breakfast?"

Song Ci didn't have the slightest sense of being exposed, but he said casually: "Who would wait for breakfast in the early morning, Mr. Darcy, please forgive me for not agreeing with you."

If she had to be serious, at most she just went out to digest food after eating late at night.

It wasn't until a drop of candle oil fell that Mr. Darcy, who had been brewing for a long time, changed his tone and said in a slightly soft tone: "You are too capricious, Miss de Boer, this kind of routine is not conducive to your health. In view of my Once entrusted by my aunt, I must be responsible for all your actions and take good care of your life."

"Mr. Darcy, I have passed my 20th birthday, and my self-willedness and previous childishness are not suitable for describing girls my age."

Song Ci tilted his head and looked at the emerald ring on his finger, and unexpectedly found that the emerald green inlaid on the gold ring was so familiar, "You can be so leisurely, the dance must be over already?"

The gentleman on the opposite side was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't thought about why the topic would jump in this direction, "Yes, it was just half an hour ago."

"Oh."

Song Ci deliberately elongated his voice and said, "But why did you come back alone, where is your charming dance partner?"

She would also like to know, if the other party would cooperate, whether Miss Bingley had deliberately avoided Mr. Thomson during the ball, or tried to use his admiration as a charm to arouse the jealousy of the other gentleman.

Hearing this question, Mr. Darcy's expression suddenly became very strange, especially in the shadow of the candle that refused to stop shaking his posture, it was even more difficult to see whether he wanted to smile or purse his lips tightly.

"What's this, extra dinner?"

In the strange silence, Mr. Darcy saw the snack bag in the girl's hand with sharp eyes. He knew that the lady had several handbags specially used to hide people's eyes when he was in Rosings.There are neither comb powders for makeup, nor small odds and ends for entertainment, only food.

"Well, a little chocolate."

Song Ci raised his hand, "It's not the one outside, it's the real creamy chocolate."

In fact, there was still wine hidden in it, but she didn't mention it.

I thought I would be allowed to go back to my room this time, but Mr. Darcy suddenly made an unexpected request, "Can I have a piece?"

Song Ci blinked and smiled at him, "Well, I hope you like this taste."

Darcy took out a piece of chocolate from his handbag and put it in his mouth. The instant sweetness and silkiness made him immediately recall the slender and soft fingers and the beautiful and gentle face that appeared in his sleep one night.

After tasting the fruity wine, Mr. Darcy said vaguely: "It really tastes good."

"I'll give you these if you like."

Passing the bag over, Song Ci signaled the man to look towards the stairs not far away, "Can I go back and rest now?"

"of course can."

After holding the snack bag tightly, Mr. Darcy held the lady's arm, "Please let me take you back to your room."

As long as he can quickly end this meaningless conversation, Song Ci won't mind if there is another guy with a strong sense of presence on the road.

It's a pity that she breathed a sigh of relief too early, and soon there was a not-so-light and hasty footsteps on the stairs that were empty just now.

"Mr. Darcy!"

The smile on Miss Bingley's face became extremely stiff because of the pair of cousins ​​standing together, "Miss de Boer, I thought you should have a rest at this time, after all, you haven't had a single dance these days. participated."

She walked up to the two of them in a hurry, just barely getting in between them, "Speaking of which, I also met Mrs. Collins tonight. She not only asked me to convey my greetings, but also said that if you are really unwell If so, you can postpone the meeting for a few days."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Song Ci took a step away indiscriminately, and used his cousin's strong body to block this woman who deliberately used her size to make trouble, "It was because I felt better that I wanted to get up for a walk, so I met my cousin who came home late. Please rest assured that I will be on time for the appointment tomorrow."

Feeling the warm body almost pressed against his back, Mr. Darcy somehow thought of what the lady said at the ball, and seeing the obvious height difference between the two, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat.

"Please allow me to excuse me for a moment."

Mr. Darcy nodded perfunctorily to Miss Bingley, and then took his long legs and led the lady away from the corner of the stairs full of negative emotions.

"You want to see Mrs. Collins to-morrow?"

Stopping at the door of the guest room, Darcy asked like a dedicated guardian: "Is it in Netherfield or Lujiazhuang?"

Song Ci glanced at Miss Bingley, who was still standing there like a wooden sculpture, "Neither of them. Charlotte wants to show me the kindness of a landlord and take me around the town of Meryton."

"To Meryton?"

Mr. Darcy's soft expression changed color again, "Only you two?"

"how is this possible."

Song Ci was amused by his fuss, "In addition to Maria from the Lucas family, there are also several ladies from the Bennett family. You should have seen them at the ball."

"The Bennetts..."

Mr. Darcy chewed on a few words worthy of attention, "Maybe I'm going to say something annoying again, but I really don't agree with you having too many interactions with the Bennet family. Especially The two youngest daughters in his family, even if you have a good feeling for Charles' sweetheart."

"Too much intersection?"

Song Ci turned his body slightly so that he could avoid Miss Bingley's sword-like gaze, "You really don't have to worry too much. Although I haven't met a few girls of the same age, I can still tell who is suitable to be a friend and who is not. Good for playmates. Tomorrow, I assure you, is just an ordinary appointment. I'll be back in Netherfield on time before dark."

Darcy looked at the young lady's face firmly, and after confirming that there was no false response, he nodded slowly and said: "Good night, I hope you have a good dream."

"Good night, Mr. Darcy."

Song Ci smiled slightly, "Thank you for your trust and unreserved love. I can understand how happy Georgiana is to have a brother like you."

"if you are willing to……"

Darcy's eyes stayed on the bright red lips for a moment, "Good night, Miss de Boer."

After he finished speaking, he strode back to his room, deaf to the footsteps and calls following behind him.

The originally dark bedroom was illuminated by the sudden intrusion of candlelight. Mr. Darcy put the candlestick on the table casually. He didn't rush to light the rest of the lighting facilities, but held on to the light just in front of him. Soft pouch in hand.

Only then did he realize that there was something similar to a cardboard roll in the man's palm-sized handbag.

Slowly untying the soft ribbon, Darcy pulled out a thin booklet with a pink soft silk check with a pious love that even he could not describe.

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