[Pride and Prejudice] Liz's Little Vest

During the British National Debt War, Mr. Darcy's liquid assets instantly doubled by [-] times.

Overnight, he and Mr Rothschild have become the main creditors of the British national debt.

However, Mr. Darcy let his staff deal with these.

In the early morning of June NO.19, he and Miss Elizabeth took a carriage and set foot on the road back to Longbourne.

The sun is shining outside the carriage, and the spring is bright inside the carriage.

Elizabeth nestled softly in Mr. Darcy's arms, playfully playing with his chin.

She asked Mr. Darcy to tell the story of falling in love with her.She asked: "How did you take the first step? I know that as long as you take the first step, you will be on your way; but how did you get this idea in the first place[1]?"

Darcy thought for a while: "I can't tell exactly when I fell in love with you—maybe it was the first time we met. From the first time I saw you, I thought you were special enough."

"First sight?" Elizabeth opened her mouth. "At the ball at Sir Lucas's mansion? My God, I wonder why."

"I love your witty mind. Do you remember the first time you said, 'London is really busy, but sir, you'll miss the fresh air in the country in a few decades.' I asked why, your answer? ?”

"I say the coal industry, my dear Mr. Darcy."

"That's right. It was this answer that made me realize the difference between you and other ladies. Of course, I may have fallen in love with you earlier than that—the first time I saw you, the one who met your eyes At that time, I was attracted by your charming eyes."

Elizabeth dazedly remembered the first time they met in this life.

At that time, she did look at Mr. Darcy without evasion, with sadness in her eyes, because she thought of the tragic picture of Mr. Darcy's death in a car accident in her previous life.

What she didn't expect was that because of that look, Mr. Darcy was attracted by herself.

Thinking of this, Elizabeth couldn't help raising her head, and kissed the corner of Mr. Darcy's mouth.

"Then what happened later? How did you fall in love with me further later?"

"Now that I think about it, it may have been that time at Netherfield, when Miss Bennet was ill. You were so tender and considerate to her—"

Elizabeth grabbed the words: "Jane is so kind! Who can not treat her well[1]?"

"It is true, but no one can deny your kindness because of this."

"It seems that my beauty has not touched your heart." Elizabeth said playfully, "but all my good qualities depend on you to praise. You can say whatever you like[1]. I still want to I know—then when did you realize your feelings?"

Darcy kissed Elizabeth's hair lightly: "It was that time again, at Netherfield Manor."

"I didn't expect so many things to happen secretly in Netherfield Manor."

"I had two strange dreams at the time. In the first dream, I proposed to you very proudly. I said that I was against the world, against the expectations of my family, and proposed to you. Then you rejected me very calmly and resolutely. marriage proposal—”

"Do you think that I am very abrupt?" Elizabeth asked, but she suddenly thought of the scene where Mr. Darcy proposed to her in the previous life.This is obviously what he saw in his dream, such a coincidence is very strange.

"Of course not! It was me then, my dear Elizabeth," said Darcy.

"Well, if the proposal had happened at Netherfield, you'd have said I was abrupt," said Elizabeth playfully.Of course, the fact is also true. After proposing marriage in the previous life, Darcy initially wrote the letter of apology with dissatisfaction.

"What about the second dream?"

"I dreamed that you were married to Mr. Collins."

"My God, how is this possible?"

"It is impossible now to think of it. But at the time—dear Elizabeth—I was terribly frightened," said Darcy honestly.

"So because of such fear, you think it's up to me?" Elizabeth smiled. Speaking of this, she couldn't help wondering why Mr. Darcy fell in love with her in the previous life?Obviously, because of her rebirth, the two experiences were different.And she didn't have any intentional approach to Mr. Darcy.

While she was thinking, Darcy asked: "What about you? My dear Miss Elizabeth, since when did you change your mind after you refused my marriage proposal?"

Mr. Darcy asked a slightly simpler question - compared to how she fell in love with him.Because Elizabeth herself did not know at what moment she fell in love with Mr. Darcy.

At first, of course, it was just a sense of guilt and compensation for Mr. Darcy's death in a car accident because of her sister Lydia and Wickham in her previous life.

But unconsciously, this guilt slowly turned into liking and love.

"At Rosings Manor." Elizabeth thought about it and said honestly.

"So early! My dear Elizabeth! If I had been less in love with you, I should have proposed to you again then."

"I think I gave you a hint at that time." Elizabeth blinked. "I said, next time I go to Longbourne, I hope to introduce my sisters to you. Have you forgotten?"

"No, absolutely not. It's just that I was thinking at the time that before our relationship was recognized, I rashly met your sisters, which would have a bad impact on your reputation. I never imagined that you would think so at the time of."

"Then didn't you see through my mood? When you said that I touched your heart, I bet my face was red at that time."

"Not really," said Mr. Darcy, surprised. "It's the same sentence, if I love you less, I can definitely tell right from wrong. But I was just thinking, how can I be worthy of you—"

"I never felt that you were unworthy of me, my dear Mr. Darcy!" exclaimed Elizabeth, "but my constant apprehension is that I am unworthy of you."

"Fate is such a trick." Darcy sighed, "but to be honest, I don't regret it at all. My wish is not only to stand by your side, but also to help you when you are down—of course I never Hope that one day."

"So you went all over Europe—"

"Yes. I will show you my diary when I was at Longbourne, and not a single day passed without my thinking of you. When I saw you in the Stock Exchange when I arrived in London, dear Elizabeth, I thought I Is dreaming—my dearest Elizabeth—”

Before Mr. Darcy could continue speaking, Elizabeth raised her head again and pecked his chin lightly.

"What happened? Dear Elizabeth—"

She pecked his lower lip again.

"What are you calling me?"

"My dearest Elizabeth—"

She pecked his lips heavily: "You forgot?"

"Forget?" repeated Mr. Darcy.

"Call me Mrs. Darcy, my dear Fitzwilliam."

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