aristocratic engagement

Madam Catherine opened her mouth wide in surprise, and said in disbelief, "When... how could Annie? Over the years, she has never accepted my reminder—"

Mrs. Catherine covered her mouth, almost exposing her small thoughts to her nephew, and was afraid that he would feel that she and Anne had come prepared, which would hurt their hard-earned feelings.

Daxi just smiled slightly, and his eyes never moved from the sleeping face of the person on the bed: "Auntie, I understand what you mean."

Lady Catherine was exposed, and leaned over awkwardly to tuck Anne in the quilt.

Darcy's eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered what she said to him when he confessed to Anne under the tree just now.

Red currants may be sweet, they may be sour, but Annie never cares about their taste.

"Maybe I know I'm allergic to red currants, and I might die from it..."

allergy?die?

Darcy suddenly panicked, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her lips.He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the scorching and gentle breathing.

Why would she say that?

Seeing Darcy staring at Anne intently, with love and obsession in his eyes, Mrs. Catherine hesitated whether to leave and hand over this space to them.

—Even if Anne fainted, she might not be able to hear them.

Lady Catherine tucked her skirt and tried to leave lightly, but was suddenly stopped by Darcy.

"Auntie, I have a doubt, please answer me." Darcy turned to look at Lady Catherine, "Is Anne allergic to red currants?"

"Red currant?" Madam Catherine was taken aback by this abrupt question, "No, she has never been allergic to red currants... Are there any people in this world who are allergic to red currants? She eats Is that only the red currants?"

Darcy frowned and shook his head doubtfully.

Mrs. Catherine was puzzled. Seeing that Darcy had fallen into silence again, she said intimately: "I have the doctor on standby at the manor at any time. You can tell me about anything in the manor. Since you and Anne have...you understand me Attitude, I will not object."

"Thank you, aunt, thank you." Darcy choked up a little, and he didn't know what else to say to express his gratitude.

At this time, it was not only his beloved who fainted, but also the flesh and blood of Mrs. Catherine.But she acted calmer than herself, and even took the initiative to comfort herself.

Madam Catherine just nodded, she lifted her footsteps again and walked outside.When she reached out to open the door, she suddenly stopped: "I asked the kitchen to prepare some porridge, which can be eaten at any time... You can eat some too."

Darcy nodded.

Madam Catherine turned her head to look at the sleeping girl and the gentleman guarding her who refused to leave, and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

I don't know why, this time when Annie fainted, she didn't panic like so many years ago.

Perhaps it was Darcy's confession that made her, as a mother and aunt, seem to have fulfilled a wish, and the joy dilutes her worries; perhaps, Annie has given her too much reassurance and security over the years, and she is no longer the same as before. Isolated.

But, not only that, Madam Catherine had a premonition that Anne would not leave easily, and when she came back, everything would be for the best.

With so many loves bound her up, how could she leave them?

Lady Catherine left Anne's room.As soon as the door was closed, Darcy suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction: "Is that you?"

Annie was startled, she took a step back subconsciously, trying to support the cabinet behind her, but her hand passed through the cabinet.

Darcy received no answer, and the room was silent except for the breathing of the fainted man on the bed.

Darcy pursed his lips tightly, covering his face and eyes feebly with his hands.

In front of other people, he couldn't show his vulnerability—yes, he even dared to admit his "vulnerability".

Anyone who has experienced what he has experienced will feel powerless and confused.

When he saw the girl stumbling from the manor, the shock and joy in his heart immediately made him almost unable to think—she ran towards him like this, with the morning mist and the rising sun shining on her eyes. Every inch of skin, even the smallest hairs are clearly visible.

He wrapped her in his coat, she was as petite as a cat or a flower, and her whole body was completely covered with his breath.

He used all his rationality to control himself not to hug her, not to rub her into his arms, not to kiss her tender cheeks, eyes, nose, lips... The cold morning breeze barely cooled his restlessness.

He talked about something far away in London, and that was what cared most about her.

Alan Egerton, whom Anne once trusted the most, was in bad luck. Darcy hated and even felt violated and provoked by his intention of plundering Anne.

His scandal made Darcy's heart feel darkly happy.

Darcy tried his best to appear objective and calm - not gloating at all.

He held her hand for more than 2 minutes for the first time.

After many temptations, Anne either retracted her tortoise shell as if nothing had happened, or quickly shook off his hand like an electric shock... Darcy secretly counted the frequency of his heartbeat every time. The time when the skin overlaps.

'Totally a pervert! Darcy spurned himself in this way in his heart.

But he couldn't help it all the time, wanting to get closer and touch her, maybe all his self-control was used to keep a distance from her.

He finally spoke his confession, and handed over the power of trial to the "judge" in front of him.He used his coat to trap the two of them in a world where there were only two of them, and forced him to find out the answer of the "judge".

The judge said: yes.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a slight sound.It's like a crack in a boulder, like a rose blooming, or like a fish that is about to die of thirst suddenly fell into the stream...

But before he could put his lips on her rose petal-like lips, she fainted and pulled him out of the rich rose fragrance.

"You are really a judge," Darcy murmured, "you led me to heaven, and then you sent me to hell in an instant... My dear, can you hear my accusation?"

Darcy clasped Anne's hand tightly with both hands, and put it to his lips as he did when he confessed in the morning dew.

His lips were paler than her skin.

The moment he kissed, he heard a voice:

"I, I can hear it."

After speaking, Annie covered her mouth, even though no one could see her at all.

"Annie? Annie! Is that you?" Darcy was ecstatic, raised his head in disbelief, and looked in the direction of the voice—no, there was nothing there, just a rose, growing gracefully In a slim vase.

Annie remained silent for a long time.

To be honest, she was completely dumbfounded.She didn't know what was going on in such a state of leaving her soul, but she could be sure of one thing - this was not normal! ! !

This is of course not nonsense, she came to this world, she is already a supernatural existence.However, she once thought, is there anyone else in this world who has the same experience as her?Can a soul really leave its own body, travel through time and space, and attach itself to another person?

She suspected that she had fallen into a dream, but which one was it?Could it be that what happened in the previous life was just a dream?

——Has she really experienced "soul travel"?Or is it all her fantasy?

The sudden departure of her soul this time told her that all of this happened in reality, whether it was "the previous life" or this life.

But why can she have such an experience?Why would she have such an experience?

No one can hear the voice of her soul except Darcy.

"...It's me, Darcy." Anne finally spoke after struggling for a while.

Darcy's eyes suddenly burst into endless joy.

Annie was a little burned by his eyes, but once she spoke, there was no room for her to retreat.Annie "floated" to Darcy's side, seeing that he was still looking at the direction just now, she immediately said:

"I am here!"

Darcy turned his head at once, but saw only one bedpost.

"Can you hear me? But you can't see me?"

"Is your spirit speaking to me?"

"That's right, I guess so... I don't understand what's going on, it seems that my mother didn't even hear my voice just now."

Darcy's face softened suddenly, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

"You're here for me, I'm sure." Darcy murmured, "otherwise, how can I explain all this? Lady Catherine is connected to your flesh and blood, but she can't touch your soul. I have no blood relationship with you." relationship, but—"

"What is bloodless? You are my cousin." Annie said, but her tone became low - she was irrational again. She knew it was wrong, but she still couldn't resist the impulse of soul and emotion.

Is this leaving the soul God's punishment for her?

She knew it was wrong, she knew it would lead to catastrophe, but she still... If it was because of this reason, Annie just wanted to kill God and ask him why he played with herself like this.

Made her fall in love with this man, but in an unsuitable body.

"Is God punishing me? Darcy. Because I know I shouldn't be with you—my cousin. Well, I'm also making excuses and excuses for myself countless times. That's right, it's hundreds It has been a 'custom' for thousands of years, but since I know it shouldn't be, blood relationship will ruin my future..."

The word "child" rolled in her mouth, but she still didn't say it: "But the impulsiveness made me take a chance for the first time, surrender to my heart, and also to you..."

Annie smiled bitterly: "If this is really God's punishment, why did he let me come here, why did he want me...to fall in love with you?"

His face didn't change, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

Annie's self-analyzing confession made him suddenly hit by strong emotions.

However, he suddenly realized that Annie's resistance to him and this marriage contract from the beginning to the end actually came from her concern for blood relationship.

In Darcy's view, this is very unbelievable.Marriage between cousins ​​couldn't be more common, especially among royal families, and it's the most straightforward way to forge bonds and strengthen power...why is Anne so sure that must be wrong?

Could it be that she had read related books before, which made her think so?

Darcy thinks this is very possible. Anne is a person who likes to read books, and the books she has read are also very miscellaneous, covering a wider range than herself.

However, this expectation was quickly overturned by himself.

So how to explain her soul leaving the body?If Darcy had found herself in her situation, she would not have accepted the fact so calmly.

Seeds of doubt were planted in his heart.

"Annie, this is not God's punishment. How can my love with you be a punishment? It is the most wonderful thing... If there is a God, then I will kneel before him devoutly and thank him Send you to my side."

Annie had the urge to cry, but the complex emotions were condensed in her chest.She has no body, no tears.

Hearing the sound of breathing in his ears, Darcy suddenly trembled all over.

He remembered that when he was studying abroad, he once spied a secret, a secret that Mrs. Catherine might have forgotten.

He never said this matter, because it involved the interests and grievances of the previous generation. Before gaining Annie's trust and love, he would rather that lie connect them together——

Even if they can't become lovers, at least he has reason and position to stand by her side, eyeing her suitors.

Darcy took a deep breath and clenched his fists involuntarily.

Why didn't he make it clear earlier?Instead, let this false reason push the two of them further and further apart?

"Anne, maybe you're not allergic to red currants at all." Darcy's voice was a little strange.

"What?" Annie didn't understand for a while.

Darcy didn't explain, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "Although I don't understand how to bring you back for the time being... But, at least, I have a direction."

With that said, Darcy turned his head to look at Fenrir lying prone under the window sill.

It was already awake, and its eyes were looking in Darcy's direction without blinking.

'No, he was looking at Annie. ' thought Darcy.

Darcy moved the place where he handled his affairs to Anne's room, and he refused all servants to approach. The doctor kindly acted as a carrier pigeon, sending letters out for him, and sending in dozens and dozens of materials.

Darcy sat on the little sofa by the window, where Anne had dealt with affairs countless times.

He moved another chair across from him and put a cup of tea on the table—as if someone was actually sitting there.

For every meal, he had two servings brought in, one was placed in front of him, and the other was placed in front of that chair.

Of course he only ate one portion, and the other portion would be taken away intact by the servant.

Seeing this, the cunning kitchen assistant was lazy and deliberately didn't make new ones, and sent back the meals sent out the day before.

Mr. Darcy was furious and immediately drove him out of the manor.

—This is the first time that Mr. Darcy has dealt with a servant without asking Mrs. Reynolds' opinion at all.

Unknown to him, the manor fell into an inexplicable and strange panic—is Mr. Darcy crazy for Miss de Bourgh? ? ?

The servants had learned about the hostess of the manor from Mrs. Catherine, and before they had time to be happy that the manor was about to have a shrewd and generous hostess, the noble Miss de Bourgh had fallen into a trap. In a coma.

"Poor Mr. Darcy," the servants whispered, "how could fate be so cruel to him? What has he done wrong? After so many years, Pemberley Manor was finally coming back to life, but it made him fall into despair again." .”

"Rosings and Lady Catherine are the saddest."

"Well, having said that, look at Mr. Darcy--he's quite possessed! Not even Lady Catherine."

"Love is poison, but it makes people happy."

The Shakespeare-loving maid sang an aria, and was moved to tears by her own parable.

Now, even Georgiana and Mrs. Catherine became hairy when they learned what Darcy had done in recent days.

Isn't he really crazy?

No, no, how could Darcy be such an easily knocked down person?

Georgiana decided to find out for herself.

She tiptoed out of the door, slammed on Annie's door secretly, opened a crack quietly, squinted her eyes and looked in——

The sun is shining and the windows are open.Outside the window came the chirping of birds in the mountains and forests, the gentle wind blew in, and the tassels on the bed drapery swayed gently.

Under the window, roses bloomed quietly, and the fragrance evaporated in the sunlight, filling the whole room with warmth.

Darcy was sitting where Anne usually sat, reading the letter while talking, sometimes looking up to the opposite side, as if talking to someone.

Georgiana moved her butt, curiously pushed the door open a little bit, and looked across from him.

In front of the empty chair, there was a delicate small teacup on the side of the table, still steaming.

'Who is he talking to? ! '

Georgiana gasped in horror, rubbed her eyes, and looked again—is there really no one on the chair? !

no?no?no?

Could it be that brother is really a great lover, crazy because of Annie?

Georgiana was frightened by her own thoughts. When she didn't pay attention, she fell down, knocked open the door, and lay on the thick carpet.

"Ouch—"

Darcy turned his head and looked over, the gentle smile on his face hadn't faded away.

"Georgiana? What's the matter with you?"

The incomparably gentle voice made Georgiana's eyes widen in fright: "No, it's okay... Ah! I just came to see how Annie is doing!"

Oh, God!When did my brother become so gentle in speaking?This is too scary!

"Then come in, what are you doing lying there." Darcy raised his eyebrows, shook the letter paper in his hand, and lowered his head again.

Georgiana thumped in her heart and got up tremblingly.

She came to Annie's bed step by step, and saw that Annie's complexion was rosy in the bed, but it was not flushed like a fever, and the stone in her heart was slightly relieved.

Georgiana reached out and touched Anne's forehead, and sure enough, the fever had subsided.

"When will Annie wake up? Hasn't she already had a fever? Is there nothing Dr. Layson can do?" Georgiana muttered.

Darcy was also stunned for a moment: "I don't know."

Maybe when that person comes back, there will be a solution.

"Oh, it shouldn't be like this all the time." Georgiana sighed.

"Georgiana! Watch your words," snapped Darcy.

Georgiana trembled in fright, and turned her head to look, but Darcy's hideous and angry expression did not have time to retract.

Georgiana froze in place.

"Her body is healthy and her soul is complete, how could she not wake up?" Darcy stood up, came to Anne's bed, and sat down, "Are you right?"

Georgiana nodded, and quietly glanced at her brother, but saw that he didn't look at her at all.

His gaze remained on the blank chair.

Georgiana bit her lip, feeling that standing here was unnecessary—suddenly, she found that the quilt was a little messy by Anne's side, but it hadn't been lifted.

Could it be that brother has been sleeping next to Annie in his clothes all these days?

Georgiana's eyes were a little sour, but she didn't understand what such sourness was called.Even when Wickham's true face was exposed, her heart was only filled with anger and sadness, but she had never experienced such...sadness?

She thought, maybe she wasn't the one most like her mother at all, but her brother was.

It's just that his feelings are always hidden under the expressionless face. Once released, it's like a flood after the dam collapses, which is difficult to control.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get angry with you." Darcy's voice suddenly sounded.

Georgiana thought he was not talking to her, so she didn't respond.

However, a pair of warm hands pressed on the top of her head.

"I'm just scared, Georgiana, and you've exposed my fear." Darcy's voice was very hoarse. "She has a fever, why hasn't she woke up? When will she wake up? This question tortures me every day, even if I can Talk to her...but I'm still worried."

Georgiana bit her lips white.

Darcy sighed, let go of his hand, went to the small table by the window, took a letter, and handed it to Georgiana: "Please help me post this letter—don't let Lady Catherine Know."

Georgiana was terribly puzzled.

Without waiting for her answer, Darcy came to the window again and woke Fenrir up.

"Take Fenrir for a walk in Newton, Lady Catherine won't doubt it."

"Why did you hide it from her?" Georgiana received such a strange task for the first time.

"There are some things... I can't let her know for the time being. Those are just my guesses." Darcy's words seemed like a riddle to Georgiana.

Georgiana looked down at the envelope and saw that the recipient was also someone she was familiar with: Mr. Jung Rommel.

Was he not an old friend of Lady Catherine?Why hide it from her?

The doubts in Georgiana's heart grew bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Fenrir seemed to understand Darcy's words, shook his hair, and walked to Georgiana's side step by step, rubbing his head against her thigh.

Georgiana was a little flattered. Fenrir had always only been close to Anne, and rarely took the initiative to talk to him.Then he stuffed the letter into his pocket, took Fenrir's dog leash, said goodbye to his brother, and left Anne's room.

Darcy ignored her and went back to sit by the window.He picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and refilled the cold tea on the other side.

'Don't worry, I'll be back. ' Anne said, 'Even if Rommel doesn't come, I will still... stay with you. 'How could she be willing to leave?

"We will always be together." Darcy said firmly.

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The daily update is 6000+ (5/31). I originally planned to write it until the end of January, but now I feel that there are too many words per day and not enough content... _(:з」∠)_Let me think about what extras I can write.

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