Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

It was raining heavily outside the window.There was no sound in the pitch-black room, and an indescribably oppressive coldness lingered. "Squeak." The door opened a crack.A slender figure flashed into the room, groping in the darkness.Where will it be?Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the room, and a pale and lifeless face was in front of her eyes, staring straight at her with empty and cloudy eyes.

"Ah." Emma screamed and woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, jumped out of bed with bare feet and lit the candle.It wasn't until the warm candlelight dispelled the darkness that her pounding heart calmed down a little. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, isn't it just a corpse? You've seen a lot of criminal investigation films. Didn't you touch it that night? You didn't kill Mr. Kentra, so what are you afraid of?" Probably because of the relationship between this room and The room where Mr. Kentra's body was parked is a bit like that. Emma comforted herself for a long time, but it didn't work. When she closed her eyes, it was Mr. Kentra's empty eyes.She couldn't sleep at all and decided to go out for a walk.

Tiptoed downstairs, the living room was quiet.Side by side on the wall hung portraits, all dressed differently, all proud and serious, like Mr. Darcy.

This is Pemberley.Emma was clearly aware of this, and felt much calmer.Just as she turned around and was about to go back, she caught a glimpse of a cup on the table from the corner of her eye. Emma thought it was the servant she used at night forgot to take it away. She just felt a little thirsty and planned to take a sip of water before going to bed.Just as she reached out to hold the cup, a hand suddenly reached out to stop her.

"Ah!" Poor Emma was already terrified by the nightmare, her mind went blank after the second fright, and she subconsciously smashed the candlestick in her hand.After hitting him twice, he was clamped by a strong hand. "Miss Kentra." The right hand holding the candlestick was caught, Emma switched her left hand and slapped indiscriminately: "Let me go!"

"Miss Kentra!"

Very familiar deep magnetic voice.Only then did Emma come back to her senses, and when she took a closer look, the candlestick in her hand fell to the ground with a snap. "Mr. Darcy, why are you here?"

Mr. Darcy was also very unlucky.He had something to go out at night and just came back.It was too late, so I didn't disturb anyone. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I just took a sip when I saw Miss Kentra, who was not so neatly dressed, came downstairs.Of course Emma wouldn't be wandering around other people's houses in her pajamas, but she couldn't put on a corset by herself, and she didn't wear her hair in a bun.According to Mr. Darcy's standards, such an image is quite inappropriate to appear in front of people.It happened that the sofa blocked his figure, so Emma didn't notice him.Seeing that Emma stopped for a moment and turned to go back, Mr. Darcy kept silent to avoid embarrassment for the two of them.Unexpectedly, Emma came to fetch his water suddenly. He had already taken a sip, so of course he couldn't let Emma touch his lips, so he stretched out his hand to stop him. Unexpectedly, the frightened Miss Kentra screamed and attacked him head-on and face-to-face.

"Sir?" There was a lot of movement on their side, and Mr. Housekeeper who heard the voice hurried over.

Don't let others see it!Emma's reaction was very sensitive, and she got under the sofa as soon as she got short.Unexpectedly, the bottom of the damn sofa was too narrow, the lower body got into it, and the well-developed breasts couldn't be squeezed in no matter what.The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Emma looked at the long hem of the clothes in front of her, and quickly grabbed Mr. Darcy's coat and blocked it on her body.

Mr. Darcy was only taken aback for a moment before he could stop it, and it became like this.Mr. Butler has already appeared at the door, so he can't let Emma out now.

"Sir?" The butler who rushed over saw Mr. Darcy standing alone in front of the sofa, and the water glass and candlestick fell to the ground.The butler felt that something was wrong. Although Mr. Darcy always had a serious and reserved expression, he didn't know if it was because of the candlelight. He felt that the master's face was turning green at this time.

"It's nothing." Mr. Darcy turned his body slightly, trying to block the butler's sight with his body.Mr. Darcy, who had always been proud and felt that his character was worthy of this pride, felt the guilt of being caught for the first time. "I went back to the kitchen to bring a glass of water, and accidentally spilled it."

What about candlesticks?Emma is really worried about Mr. Darcy's lying intelligence.But soon she didn't have time to worry about Mr. Darcy. She was so tense that she didn't want to touch Mr. Darcy's body, but after all, she was not a gymnast, so she became bored after a while.Falling out now is a typical catching on the sofa, and Emma, ​​unable to get off the tiger, had to hug Mr. Darcy's calf.

Huh?His face turned purple again.What exactly is going on?Mr. Butler looked left and right, and suddenly his eyes froze, he hesitated and said: "That, sir."

"Huh?" Although I'm sorry for the loyal butler who worries about him, Mr. Darcy just wants to send him away now!The warm and soft touch on his legs made him extremely uncomfortable, and he could clearly feel the girl's ups and downs through the pants...

"Your neck..."

Mr. Darcy stretched out his hand to touch it, and his face was completely darkened.Emma scratched a few bloodstains on the side of his neck, which were all swollen at this time.

"I'm sorry!" As soon as Mr. Butler left, Emma gave Mr. Darcy a bow and sincere apology before she got out from under the sofa.

Mr. Darcy had nothing to say at this moment, but a quiet mourning of lost innocence (no).He glanced down at Emma, ​​and immediately looked away as if his eyes had been scalded. "Then I'll go back first."

Seeing that Mr. Darcy was going to leave, Emma got out decisively. "I dreamed about my father at night. I couldn't sleep and got up and walked around. I didn't expect you to be in the living room. I'm sorry for attacking you just now! Are you injured?"

Mr. Darcy relented when Emma spoke of Mr. Kentra.Speaking of this matter, both of them did not do well, and the current embarrassing situation was caused by a combination of circumstances.Mr. Darcy took a deep breath, turned sideways and said as calmly as possible: "I'm fine. I'm also at fault for this matter. You should go back and change a piece of clothing."

Emma knew she was in the wrong, although she felt that a hug was just an expedient measure, but maybe Mr. Darcy felt that he had taken away the virginity of his legs? "I'm sorry! Good-bye, then, sir."

When Emma's figure disappeared on the stairs, Mr. Darcy moved his legs unnaturally.The warm and soft touch that rises and falls rhythmically with breathing seems to be still sticking to his legs.It really sucks.

Running back to the bedroom like a runaway horse, Emma felt a chill on one shoulder, only to find that the already loose U-neck had slipped down after a fight.No wonder Mr. Darcy, speaking sideways, did not even look at her.oh god what the hell did she do otz

A rare sunny day.The soft sunlight covered the white swan statue with a thin layer of gold yarn.The large spread of honeysuckle is yellow and white, and the delicate pansies are in full bloom.The iris stands tall and its petals flutter slightly in the breeze, like a tail.Emma took Georgiana's hand silently and walked slowly in the garden.

"Emma?" George Ann felt that her new friend was in a bad mood.Although she behaves like a lady on the outside, Emma has always been very talkative in front of her friends. "Aren't you used to living in Bloomberg?"

Emma shook her head. "No, I just dreamed about my father last night."

"Oh, Emma." Georgiana's watery eyes gazed tenderly at Emma. "I know that feeling. I was young when my father died, and my brother thought I didn't understand anything, but I did. My father has gone to heaven, and he can never come back to hold my hand and teach me how to play the piano. Sometimes I couldn't sleep all night, dreaming that my father came back."

Yingyingying Georgiana is indeed a little angel, soft and gentle.Emma wiped her saliva in her heart.Although Georgiana's dream of her father and her is not the same concept.Georgiana was talking about tragic movies, she was talking about horror movies.

"Later, I thought that I always dreamed about my father. It should be because my father was worried about me. I couldn't let my brother and father worry, so I cheered up."

Although there is too much chicken soup for the soul in modern times, Georgiana did not hesitate to untie her scars to comfort her. She was still very moved. She turned around and hugged Georgiana, with a bright smile on her face. "Well, thank you, I feel better. Although I miss my father, I will be strong."

Georgiana blushed a little and laughed too.Suddenly his eyes lit up. "elder brother."

"En." Mr. Darcy nodded majesticly and walked over from a distance.

Hey, brother, something is not right today?Georgiana was acutely aware that Mr. Darcy seemed a little stiff in walking, and that he had never liked to wear clothes with collars too high, but today he chose a shirt with a high collar, buttoned all the way to the top.

"Good day, Mr. Darcy." Emma stole a glance at Mr. Darcy.In addition to the affairs of the county, he has to investigate in person. The busyness of the past few days has made his angular jaw more rigid, but his eyes are still piercing.It looks even sexier.Emma made a small mental remark, then at once reprimanded herself for going off the subject, and stole another glance at Mr. Darcy.This time she saw Mr. Darcy's expression clearly. Although she looked a little embarrassed, she didn't seem to care too much.

"Good day, Miss Kentra." Noticing Emma's sneaky glance, Mr. Darcy's Adam's apple twitched.He did not want to see Emma at all now.However, based on what he knew about Miss Kentra, if she didn't tell her the progress in the past few days, she might take the initiative to find him.But he didn't want to be alone with Emma these days, so he had to talk to Emma about the situation when she was with Georgiana.If only Fitzwilliam hadn't gone out to find little Charlie.Mr. Darcy secretly clenched his fists.

"I found several doctors who didn't know what medicine can delay blood clotting. Yesterday I sent a letter to my teacher in Cambridge, asking him to ask a professor who specializes in medicine. If there is no such medicine, Clark has no time to act. Fitzwilliam has gone to track down Little Richard, maybe he is the murderer." In fact, Mr. Darcy couldn't understand why Emma insisted that Clark was a big suspect. In his opinion, Little Richard More doubtful.

Georgiana was stunned, and she could not understand why her brother should tell Emma these things. "elder brother!"

Emma patted Georgiana on the shoulder reassuringly. "I asked Mr. Darcy to tell me. I can't see my brother now. If I don't know the progress of the matter, I really can't feel at ease." It was inconvenient for her to tell Mr. Darcy directly about this matter. Kentra's body.Probably the situation is almost the same as in the dream.The difference is that she was afraid that she would scream and stuffed a handkerchief in her mouth.At that time, she looked at Mr. Kentra's body with the idea of ​​a criminal investigation film. The wound was a penetrating wound from bottom to top, with blood vessels and flesh exposed.Mr. Kentra is tall and majestic, and looks like a standard nobleman. Could a rogue gambler who was temporarily bribed murder him so calmly?So she felt that Clark was a suspect from the very beginning.

Talking about business, Mr. Darcy gradually felt less embarrassed. "Yesterday your valet admitted that Clark..." before Mr. Georgiana Darcy did not tell that, "admitted the authenticity of the letter, and said she told Mr. Clark, Little Kentra and Wilson The judge came to the manor that day and said that Clark ordered her to poison. Please rest assured that that incident will not be recorded in the case. Clark said that he did not receive an invitation, but he was cornered by debt collectors some time ago He wanted to come to Swan Manor to ask Mr. Kentra to lend him some money, because he was afraid that Mr. Kentra would refuse to see him, so he specially waited for Judge Wilson to come with him. As for ordering poisoning, it is completely slander."

Emma nodded. "This reason is also plausible." Lena really didn't know the deeper inside story.

Seeing Emma's natural expression, Mr. Darcy didn't seem to take what happened last night to heart. He was relieved, but he was inexplicably displeased, and his voice was lowered. "Also, the servant said that except for Mr. Kentra Jr., no one was seen entering or leaving the study, nor did he hear any sound. The police officer is searching the secret passage in the manor. Do you know anything about it?"

"It's a pity." Emma thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows suddenly, with a sly smile in her eyes. "Although I am not an expert in pharmacology or architecture, it doesn't matter if I don't know, as long as the person involved knows."

The author has something to say: Emma: God, I took Mr. Darcy's virginity.

Mr. Butler: Oh my God, which goblin took away Mr.'s virginity

Mr. Darcy: Is there something wrong?