aristocratic engagement

"Lawrence has been by his father's side for so many years, so it's impossible for him to be ignorant of everything." Darcy showed a sly smile, "I've always found it a bit strange, even you and I believe that the Earl's strange death was not an accident, why? Will his son pretend that nothing happened? Just quietly brought his mother back to the old house?"

"...I think it's strange too, but I can't ask him, Darcy. If I had insisted on swearing in front of Lawrence that there must be something wrong with his father's death, it would be like adding salt to the wound."

What was not said was Annie's self-blame and cowardice.She was afraid that Lawrence would hate Lady Catherine and her after learning of the earl's death.

——She didn't shirk her responsibility, she wanted to find out the truth, and after she succeeded in revenge, she put all the truth in front of him.At that time, no matter how he wants to vent himself, Anne can bear it.

Even, Annie's indifferent villain is still persuading herself: If they kill each other and suspect each other, it will be the pain for the loved ones and the happiness for the enemies.

Up to this point, she was able to analyze the pros and cons from the perspective of a bystander.This was Annie's most proud ability, but at this point, she hated herself for having such a cold and calm thinking.

— But, that is selfishness.

Annie spurned herself like this countless times.

"We all know it well." Darcy's voice was like sunlight, piercing through her self-blaming, dark and gloomy soul, "Lawrence is not someone who can be caught easily. The death of the Duke of Bridgewater is likely to be The mastermind behind it."

"But, you told me, he was caught and raped by Miss Campbell and Mr. Edgerton to death in bed... Could it be that Lawrence is willing to push Miss Campbell to hell?" Annie couldn't believe it.

Darcy means, does it mean that Lawrence orchestrated this affair, and Miss Campbell sacrificed herself for him by climbing into the bed of a strange man?

Darcy didn't answer her question directly: "Maybe Alan Egerton is not just a perfect victim among them."

His words made Annie's eyes widen instantly.

She felt as if she had touched the truth faintly.When Darcy picked up the pearls of clues, her thoughts seemed to automatically connect them together at once.

Clues surfaced that she had inadvertently overlooked.

Ellen Edgerton was the most "innocent" in the engagement to Miss Campbell.His fiancée was once again snatched away by his elder brother who was always vying for the limelight, and such a scandal actually made his grandfather mad... No one would blame him, the culprit was his useless elder brother.

Edward Edgerton was the old Duke's favorite child and his designated heir.But the father of the two brothers was like a transparent person, he did not inherit the real power of the duke, and that position seemed to have been assigned to his least optimistic eldest son.

Wouldn't he be jealous of it?

Although the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, no matter in the East or the West, there are always such cruel stories about family property and titles.

"Maybe we'll hear good news from Alan Edgerton soon." Darcy said firmly.

Annie gave a soft "um", but didn't know how to agree.

"At that time, whether it is the House of the Earl of Fitzwilliam or the House of the Duke of Bridgewater, it will be your help-your steam train is not whimsical."

Darcy turned and sat down on the sofa again.His eyes and fingers flicked across the letters and books spread out, and he said in a deep voice:

"Your plan came at the right time. Last year, Prussia was almost completely defeated in the battle, and most of its territory was occupied by France. It has flourished and declined, and even if it is smashed, I don't think Britain will stand still."

"The continent of Europa is now in flames, but it doesn't mean it won't be able to reach the English Channel," Annie added.

"Yes, Richter's steamship patent is bound to enter the eyes of the army. At sea, no one will be an opponent of Britain." Darcy narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The role of steam trains in war , just in your and my imagination, it is already invincible.

Its speed and carrying capacity are beyond the reach of four-legged horses.In addition, the army must have more inventions and thinking... No matter how fierce the quarrel between the royal family, the nobles, and the parliament, it is difficult not to stand together at this juncture. "

"What we have to do is to protect Richter and prevent him from becoming the prey of those predators." Darcy said loudly.

Anne was somewhat persuaded.Yes, she had such concerns about the steamship.

An unknown Mr. Richter, even with the support of Earl Fitzwilliam, would not dare to monopolize the entire steamship market.She compromised, and distributed the technology to various shipyards and ferry companies in the form of shareholding.

As for the matter of the train, if she wanted to protect herself, it was absolutely impossible for her to be protected only by the earl.Even now, it is difficult for her to cooperate tacitly with Lawrence, the newly promoted Earl.

"The anti-French war will not stop here. According to my prediction, within three years, the war will break out again. Across the English Channel, we can temporarily watch the fire from the other side. But who said that we can't take advantage of this opportunity? Woolen cloth?"

The corners of Darcy's mouth twitched slightly, and he found a huge map from the interlayer of the notebook, spread it out on the table, and explained in detail the places he had passed through these years, the wars he had participated in, and more ... His analysis and imagination.

Darcy's confident eloquence stunned Annie.

Every guess he made is consistent with the history of later generations recorded by Anne with her memory.He didn't attend Parliament, he didn't listen to those ministers' impassioned speeches in London, but he experienced it all, put himself in the fire of war without flinching, and saw the whole situation.

This is not at all what a big landlord should look like in his impression.

"...Have you never backed away?"

Anne's small voice stopped Darcy's words abruptly.Darcy looked in Anne's direction, though he could only see a bouquet of roses in a vase.

Darcy said softly: "I have been afraid and flinched. In a battlefield, a bullet pierced my ribs, and I almost gave up. It almost hit my heart and took me to God. There, accept the reprimand of overreaching."

His words made Annie gasp, and immediately asked him to take off his clothes and check his wounds.

"One day, I will let you inspect this medal in person." Darcy said abruptly, "I will never resist, just let your actions go." look.

Annie was angry and ashamed—she would never admit that she had pictured that scene in her head.

Darcy coughed lightly, and continued: "However, on that cold night, I remembered that before I left, in Rosings Manor, an 11-year-old lady had already set her sights on a wider world. ...Annie, I was encouraged by you to take this step, how could I give up halfway and come back in despair? No, I can't let you look down on me."

"I... just want you to be safe."

Annie clutched her chest, and the empty place felt a little hot.

"You are my light." Darcy turned his head to look at the brightest point in the sky, "No, you are my sun, I have been chasing you on the dark runway with only myself, and now, I finally got you."

He held out his hand, and Anne put her own on his.

"You caught me." Annie's voice trembled.

Darcy's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I can feel it."

Darcy's analysis made Anne a little trance, and if she could, she would burst into tears.

When Darcy fell asleep next to her again, Annie turned over from her body, lay face to face, and looked at the person in front of her.

His eyes were black and blue. Even though he was under Annie's "surveillance" these days and went to bed on time every day, it is reasonable to say that he had enough rest, but the exhaustion of his spirit still made him exhausted.

Should I tell him?

Annie suddenly wanted to tell him her origin—tell him that she was not his cousin, but a person from the future, a person who occupied the magpie's nest.

Darcy may have discovered the clues, after all, such things as leaving the soul are not "common".Since she can leave the body, who can guarantee that other souls will not occupy this body?

A normal 11-year-old girl would never be what she was.

Annie couldn't guarantee if Darcy suddenly mentioned her who was many years ago today, whether she was testing and hinting.Combined with the experience of these days, any wild imagination will be reasonable.

"Oh." Annie couldn't help sighing.

Anne's eyes caressed Darcy's face, looking at her lover with impunity.Under the dim candlelight, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had a lot of worries in his sleep.The long eyelashes cast heavy shadows on the eyelids and blended with black and blue.Darcy's lips were thin and tightly pressed, and Anne also pursed her lips.

Such a high nose must be in the way when kissing.

Annie was a little ashamed of her sudden thought, but she couldn't help but think, what kind of posture can I use to kiss him?That day, he "secretly" kissed himself... What kind of action was it?

If only she had been conscious then.

However, if he is unconscious, can't he kiss him secretly?

Annie suddenly became courageous, that's right, he couldn't see himself, how could he know that she had kissed him secretly?

Reciprocity!

Annie couldn't help but secretly laughed out loud, summoned up her courage, and tiptoed towards the man's cheek—thanks to her state of the soul, she wouldn't let him become conscious!ah!Turning over by yourself will not make the bed board creak and make noise.

His lips were so close to her eyes that Anne could almost feel his breath.Annie was nervous and didn't know what to do, her teeth clenched her lower lip tightly.

Suddenly, bright eyes opened.

"Ah!" Annie exclaimed shortly.

Darcy's eyes were clear, and he muttered softly: "I'm not awake, I'm not awake, I'm not awake..." Then, he closed his eyes again, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Damn——" Annie was tongue-tied, and after a brisk kiss, she rolled back to her seat.

So he knew that he had woken up last time?

Anne was terribly ashamed.

The author has something to say: Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee kissing failed but was exposed instead, true courtesy reciprocity.

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