Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

Mr. Darcy vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, and it was not until Miss Kentra jumped on the horse with agility that he realized that he had forgotten something.This daring young lady is sitting astride a horse like a man!

With the servants of Pemberley Park behind him, Mr. Darcy could not speak, but tried to remind Miss Kentra with stern reproaching eyes of what a shameful thing she had done.

"Sir." Miss Kentra kept speaking outside with a hoarse voice that was different from usual, "When you find a suitable saddle and let me sit on my side, little Mr. Kentra may be dead."

How shy and introverted Miss Kentra was in the past, she made such a disrespectful behavior today, all for the sake of her brother whose life and death are uncertain.Mr. Darcy is grateful for Miss Kentra's friendship to her brother, and although he disagrees, he also expresses his understanding.

In fact, Mr. Darcy thought too much.As a traveler who just arrived today, Miss Kentra has no brother-sister relationship with Mr. Kentra Jr.Although in the memory of the original owner, Mr. Kentra Jr. treated her well.Such efforts are basically to preserve their own innocence and life.

The rain has stopped.Countless white and bright stars merged into a galaxy across the night sky.The damp soil exudes a slight fragrance.Occasionally, a house sparrow that was awakened in the forest opened one eye. Before it could see who was disturbing people's dreams, the "da da" sound of horseshoes had disappeared.

Soon, a group of more than a dozen people came to the gate of Swan Manor.A manservant wanted to go up to call the janitor, but Miss Kentra stopped him, and whispered beside Mr. Darcy: "The janitor was bought by Clark and tried to catch me when I escaped, but he was accidentally caught by me." His horse is knocked unconscious." At this point, she sneaked a guilty glance at Mr. Darcy.At this time, the ones who could be sent by Clark to guard the gate must be his people. In fact, she deliberately made a noise to lure the gatekeeper out.Then she lifted the reins, and the horse's front hooves lifted, just enough to knock the poor gatekeeper to the ground.At this time, he has not passed out, but he can't move for the time being.She took the stick from the kitchen and pointed it at the porter's head again.Then he was tied up and stuffed in his mouth.

Mr. Darcy's expression remained unchanged, but there was a little pity in his eyes.In any case, he never imagined that such a brave lady existed in the world. He thought that poor Miss Kentra was almost injured by the rude janitor, and escaped by luck, but she was quite frightened.

Miss Kentra breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly prayed that Mr. Darcy would be so calm when he saw the janitor's misery. "We can go in directly. I will go back to the room quietly first. Please go straight along the road. I suspect that my brother is in the building in the middle or to the left. I need the help of the hound to find where."

Mr. Darcy took it seriously and motioned Miss Kentra to go first.The valet came and pushed the door open silently. Miss Kentra pulled down her hood, lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran lightly to a small road. Her slender figure disappeared into the night in an instant.

How Mr. Darcy negotiates with Clark will not be mentioned here.Miss Kentra rushed back to the room, opened the door a crack vigilantly, and was relieved to see that the bound maid Lena and Mrs. Richard hadn't woken up yet.As soon as she relaxed, Miss Kentra immediately felt dizzy. She couldn't help but covered her mouth and retched twice, then fell limply on the bed.

A sense of powerless dizziness made Miss Kentra gradually unable to distinguish between hallucinations and reality.Suddenly I felt that I was still in the 21st century, driving to work in a OL outfit.

The scene on the street in the 21st century gradually distorted. A girl dressed as a maid in the [-]th century came over: "Miss, are you okay?".

In the next moment, she had already sensed the danger from the memory of the original owner. At this time, a handsome man with brown hair walked in, bowed slightly, and looked over gently with his blue eyes: "My poor little one, I will definitely get it back for my uncle." Fair. I will take good care of you instead of uncle, you are my unique treasure." He gently but not refusing to pull her into his arms, and reached for the petticoat strap. "Honey, I will hold you in my arms for the rest of my life." Lena, the maid beside her, screamed jealously: "Mr. Clark, Miss, you can't do it these days.".

Clark's figure gradually disappeared, and Lena put on a gentle and gentle face, brought a glass of wine, and advised her to drink a little and have a good sleep.She glanced at Mrs. Richard, who was staring at her, and raised her head to drink.Although he drank most of the wine with the handkerchief in his sleeve, he drank some.After a while she began to feel dizzy.In order to collect enough wine mixed with hypnotics, she pretended to have no major reaction and ordered two more glasses.After three drinks she asked Lena and Mrs. Charlie to accompany her for a drink, finding an opportunity to twist the wine from the veil into their glasses.

Lena and Mrs. Charlie fell to the ground and disappeared. The janitor suddenly rushed in front of her and looked at her suspiciously, as if he was going to pounce on him at any moment. "Take off the hood." Then he fell with a slap under the horse's hooves.

"Uh." Miss Kentra lay on the bedside and retched twice, only spitting out some clear water.Except for the unavoidable cooking wine, she didn't dare to eat since yesterday afternoon.

"Miss, miss?" A maid knocked on the door outside.

"Honey, why did you run away?" Clark's phantom looked at her tenderly and affectionately in front of her.Miss Kentra bit her arm tremblingly.She didn't have much strength, but she bit it firmly, and the blood gradually overflowed, staining her pale lips red.

The maid was very eager, knocked twice more, and the door suddenly opened.Miss Kentra was pale and fully dressed. "Lisa, what made you lose your basic manners?"

"Miss, Mr. Darcy from Derbyshire just brought someone in directly, saying that a maid asked him for help to prove the young master's innocence."

"Oh?" Miss Kentra raised her eyebrows, showing a standard aristocratic smirk. "My dear, that heroic maid is you."

"What, what?" Under the faint candlelight, Miss Kentra looked like a bloodless and beautiful ghost.Lisa couldn't help shivering.