[Pride and Prejudice] Liz's Little Vest

The Tuesday night ball at Netherfield was the event of the month in Meryton.

Miss Bingley was particularly nervous. She lost sleepiness before dawn in the morning. She repeatedly took out two letters from the dressing cabinet and studied them countless times, but she didn't see any clues.

Both letters are invitations to the first dance of the ball, and they are both about meeting in the garden behind the manor quarter of an hour before the ball.Luckily, it's all anonymous.

The handwriting is very neat and the tone is sincere, but I just can't guess who wrote it.The pavilion on the left of a John's garden, the pavilion on the right of a John's garden.

This made her quite difficult.

Could there be one from Mr. Darcy?Darcy did not show up at Netherfield these two days, was it to surprise her?

Miss Bingley was very fond of daydreaming, and would do it all day long.

It wasn't until the evening that she suddenly realized that time flies like an arrow, and if she didn't prepare to dress up, she probably wouldn't be able to see either of these two people.

This is probably the fastest time for her to dress up.In less than an hour, he dismissed the maid and quietly walked to the backyard by himself.

There is a lot of traffic at the front door, but the backyard is much quieter. Mr. Darcy is really good at picking places.Miss Bingley thought, with a sweet smile on her face.

The sweetness is over, and she is in a difficult moment again.

Now it's the appointed time, but she hasn't decided whether to go to the pavilion on the left or the right.

The two pavilions are not far apart, from one side you can vaguely see the people on the other side.If she went to the wrong pavilion and was seen by Mr. Darcy, wouldn't she be misunderstood?

Miss Bingley frowned.But in an instant, she thought of a solution, and she quietly walked behind a tree in the middle of the courtyard.

At night, this is the blind spot of the two pavilions, she can roughly see the back of the people in the pavilion, but the people in the pavilion will not pay attention to her existence.

What a perfect plan!Miss Bingley watched intently.

There are two tall people on the left and right.Looking from the back, the left side has a dignified temperament, and the right side is elegant.Who is Mr. Darcy?Miss Bingley was troubled again.

At this moment, the person in the pavilion on the right suddenly turned his head and beckoned to Miss Bingley in a gentlemanly manner.

Suddenly Miss Bingley felt her heart beat faster, and her face slowly turned red.

She lifted her skirt and walked over slowly.

The shadow of the moon is whirling, clear and cloudless.

The three people under the moon each have their own thoughts.

When Miss Bingley came to the pavilion, the gentleman in the pavilion disappeared as if by magic.

There is a bouquet of roses in the center of the pavilion.

Miss Bingley was pleasantly surprised.She narcissistically felt that Mr. Darcy must be watching her not far away.So he pretended to be calm, walked over slowly, bent down and picked up the bunch of tokens of love.

Before she had time to get up, she was hugged from behind in an instant.

"gentlemen--"

"Shh."

It's a low voice, and the timbre is indistinguishable.But the strength of being hugged around the waist was a little tighter, and Miss Bingley was a little confused.

"Fitzwilliam—" she called out his name affectionately.

"Shh-"

It was still the same low voice, but I felt that when I heard this name, the strength of the other party suddenly increased a lot, and my breathing gradually became heavier.

Miss Bingley let the other party put his hands on her eyes, then stroked her waist gently, and rested her head on her neck.

"Mr. Darcy—"

There was no verbal response.

What responded to her was the instant temperature from the neck, and the lips slowly rose aggressively from below.He kissed his chin, the corners of his mouth, and finally his lips completely.

Miss Bingley was completely lost.

Mr. Darcy—so unrestrained in his bones?That's right, she should have thought of this as early as when he didn't hate the dirt on Elizabeth's skirt.If she had known earlier, she would have changed her strategy long ago, let alone giving others a chance.

However, it's not too late now...

She responded fiercely, but within a few seconds, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from a distance.Miss Bingley was thin-skinned and wanted to push her away, but he hugged her even tighter.

"There...someone..." After finally saying two words, her lips were sealed again.

gosh.Miss Bingley could not believe that Mr. Darcy had—

The footsteps stopped.It seems that it is bound to be discovered.If this kind of thing spreads out, it will not be good for their reputation.Will Mr. Darcy marry her then?Of course there must be no doubt.In this case, could it be that Mr. Darcy liked her too much, so he had to make such a bad move to bind the future of the two of them?

So, does she have to say something?

Miss Bingley made a decision in an instant.

However, before she could deliver a lengthy speech, she heard an annoying voice not far away.

"My dear God, what do I see here?"

It was stupid Collins, and it was he who came.

Miss Bingley had now finished touching her lover's lips, but buried her head in his arms.

"Smart" like her, based on Collins' actions these days, it is easy to see his hospitality.Thinking about it this way, the letter writer in the pavilion on the left must be this priest with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

Such a stupid person actually wants to have a relationship with her?It is simply unreasonable.The moment is just right for him to recognize the status quo and return to reality.thought Miss Bingley.

She imagined Collins apologizing to them in panic, then giving her and Darcy back the privacy.If he was as stupid and talkative as he had been, he would tell the world what he had seen before she went back to the ball.It couldn't be better.

However, on the contrary, the only thing that met expectations was that Mr. Collins was indeed panicked:

"Immorality, immorality." He said it four or five times, but he still felt that it was not enough. He even walked up to the pavilion and looked around at the cheating couple.

"Mr. Collins—" Miss Bingley looked a little unhappy.

"O Miss Bingley, please rest assured that I know you are being coerced. So I swear in the name of God that your name will never be revealed. But this gentleman—"

Miss Bingley felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Thief, oh my loving God!" Collins' words were full of guilt, but his face was full of arrogance, "It's all my fault. Miss Bingley, I have to apologize to you, it's all my fault That's not good. If I spend more time with you and tell you more about the terrible thief in Pemberley Manor back then, you will definitely not want to spend one more minute with him..."

Thief?The thief in Pemberley Manor?

Miss Bingley regained her composure.In fact, she has never seen the... face of the... person who kissed her in front of her from beginning to end.At first she thought smugly that he was Mr. Darcy, but now—

Through the moonlight, she saw the appearance of the person in front of her, and Miss Bingley's complexion became worse and worse.

In contrast to her, Mr. Wickham has an innocent face and a variety of charms.

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