[Pride and Prejudice] Liz's Little Vest

Elizabeth asked the servants to cook some tonic soup in the kitchen, and then went upstairs to deliver it to Jane.It was inconvenient for Mr. Darcy to follow up, so he had to go back to the dining-room.

He listened to Miss Elizabeth's steps, and felt that the conversation of the people around him seemed dull compared with her interesting eyes.

"You're back, Mr. Darcy!" said Miss Bingley. "I was talking to Louisa (Mrs. Hurst) about Miss Elizabeth."

"Ah."

Darcy replied lightly. The topic was very interesting, but he could assure you that Miss Bingley had nothing nice to say.

Mrs. Hurst replied: "She's like a madman if you ask me, with messy hair and drenched body—oh my God, all country impolite frivolity."

Miss Bingley: "No, look at her petticoat. I'm absolutely not talking nonsense. It's covered with a full six inches of mud. It's a mess. There's no tutor."

Mrs. Hurst: "In short, she has no other strengths except the ability to run."

Miss Bingley smiled.

Manli, who was silent in the corner, suddenly raised her head and said, "My good sister is just worried about Jane."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and remained silent, not seeing the young man sitting next to her look at her in surprise and a little appreciation.

"Oh——" Miss Bingley snorted, "It's such a big deal, my sister has something trivial, why did she come here so fussy? It's so boring."

"Isn't it Miss Bingley that you wrote?" Manli didn't look up this time, but her tone was very firm.

Miss Bingley didn't expect the usually silly bookworm Manly to speak so sharply, and was immediately choked up by the question.She snorted a little uncomfortably, but didn't speak again.

Mr. Elton quickly smoothed things over: "Miss Bingley, although what you described was not excessive, I think Miss Elizabeth Bennet looked good when she walked into the room just now. I didn't pay attention to her." mud on her dress."

The young man sitting next to Manli also said: "I think this is the difference in attention between men and women, from a biological point of view."

"Biology? What kind of weird thing is that?" Miss Bingley felt ashamed when a man younger than herself retorted, "Mr. Jenner, I don't know about tutoring, manners, manners and manners." Men and women have different opinions. Such messy hair, dirty clothes, can your biology provide a good excuse?"

Mr. Jenner Jr. said: "This can only prove that the sisters have a deep brotherhood, not the family etiquette you mentioned."

Miss Bingley sneered, whether she felt that arguing with children was boring, or because she knew she was in the wrong.

Little Mr. Jenner was too lazy to talk about science and humanity with this lady, so he turned around and invited Miss Manley next door to the piano room next door.

Miss Bingley was very happy with the departure of the two people who did not support her opinion. She took a sip of her saliva, and then turned to Darcy: "I want to hear your thoughts, Mr. Darcy, you don't want to see Georgiana Miss made this messy look?"

He didn't answer.

Miss Bingley naturally took this as a default: "Then you agree with me that Miss Elizabeth's behavior is reckless?"

Darcy thought that Elizabeth sneezed several times in the kitchen just now, and frowned: "Miss Bennet really shouldn't have traveled so far in the rain."

"Of course not." Miss Bingley was very satisfied with his frown, and added more embellishment, "It's stormy outside, I think a well-bred lady will at least wait for the rain to stop and come in the carriage."

"really."

Although he was pleasantly surprised to see Miss Elizabeth, he hoped that she would wait until the rain stopped before coming back. If she got wet from the rain, it would be bad for her to catch a cold.

Darcy's "yes" was enough for Miss Bingley to go on.

"I'm worried, Mr. Darcy, that her behavior will affect your favor for her?"

This time he didn't answer either.

Seeing that Darcy was thinking about something, Miss Bingley couldn't help smiling complacently. She felt that her words were enough to dispel his affection for her, so she lost all scruples.

"You favored Miss Elizabeth before, I don't make much comment. But now I say, if she is a beauty, then her mother is also a genius[3]—"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Darcy stood up abruptly from his seat.

"Thank you for your reminder, Miss Bingley."

As he said so, there was no warmth in his eyes, and no expression of gratitude on his face.

Miss Bingley froze for a moment. No matter how dull she was, she could hear that the meaning of the words was completely contrary to the surface.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"excuse me."

Darcy didn't look at her, and didn't answer, but went straight to the kitchen.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then Mr. Elton seemed to think of something: "I'll go to the kitchen to see Darcy."

……

Only Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst were left staring at each other in the drawing room.

--

Mr. Elton watched Darcy's back at the kitchen door and sighed slightly.

Although he only met Miss Elizabeth once, he was very aware of his affection for this beautiful and intelligent lady.The businessman's intuition told him that this young lady was an unpolished pearl, and over time, she would definitely release her brilliance.

He originally wanted to take this pearl as his own before it was discovered, but he didn't expect that her light had already been revealed.

Mr. Darcy...

What a formidable competitor.

"what is this?"

Upon hearing the sound, Darcy glanced at Elton who pushed the door and entered, and replied without any waves in his eyes: "Tonic soup."

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet's recipe?"

"Yes."

Just now he saw that Miss Elizabeth ordered the cook to make it for her sister, saying that it could prevent colds, and after being "reminded" by Miss Bingley, he thought that Miss Elizabeth herself would have a sign of getting sick after being exposed to the rain, so he hurriedly asked the cook to make it again bowl.

He has never seen the recipe, and he doesn't know if it works.

But now that it's raining heavily, it's not convenient to go to the city to ask for a doctor, so I have to make do with it first.

--

The kitchen is not a place where a gentleman should stay, but neither Mr. Darcy nor Mr. Elton intends to leave.The cook was cooking the soup stiffly under the watchful eyes of the two guests, inexplicably feeling a bit cold behind him.

"Is Mr. Elton well acquainted with Miss Bennet?"

"Well." Mr. Elton's tone rose slightly, "very familiar, we often write letters."

He was suddenly very grateful for his publisher's status, which suddenly shortened the distance between him and Elizabeth, and made "Pride and Prejudice" and the pseudonym The Lady a secret that only existed between the two of them.

Darcy didn't respond, his expression seemed normal.

Elton asked, "Where's Mr. Darcy?"

"Very familiar too." Darcy's expression remained unchanged.

"I thought you had only met once."

Mr. Elton, who is always pleasing to the eye, also shows a sharp side in front of his rivals.

"Just each other."

"We can write often," Mr. Elton emphasized.

"us--"

For some reason, Darcy suddenly thought of Miss Elizabeth's eyes when they first met at the ball.That complex and simple gaze seemed to be able to travel through time and space, carrying a heavy weight, seeing through him all at once.

"We—" Darcy paused again, and then blurted out something that he couldn't believe himself, "Maybe there was some fate in the previous life."

The author has something to say:

Welcome to Love Rival Shura Field 1.0!

Mr. Bingley: My Miss Bennet must be well enough not to catch a cold.

Mr. Darcy: So is my Miss Bennet.

Mr. Elton: Where is my Miss Bennett?I want the protagonist and the official CP aura...

Thanks to the little angel of tartstone, I always thought that except for the eldest sister, everyone can be called by their first names. Today, I read the original book and found that Darcy really only called Elizabeth Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth Bennet at the beginning. Now the front I should have revised all the parts that were not in line with the etiquette (thanks again, bow~)!

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