don't touch my darcy

It turned out to be a lady who got out of the carriage. She held the young man's hand and jumped off the carriage by herself.

Looking from Miss Sulton, I still can't make out her face, but she should be very young, wearing a light blue skirt, with beautiful blond hair. Passed over, lively and somewhat wild.

Four or five people came down from the two carriages one after another, and only this one woman came slowly, holding the arm of the man just now with one hand and holding a beautiful little parasol in the other.

The male servant who answered the door came to report that the guests invited by the young master had arrived, and Lancer rushed out to welcome them.

Miss Sulton hesitated a little, but turned back to the living room and returned to her room.

Although she was full of curiosity about the visitors, exposing herself in front of a group of strangers in such a big way did not conform to the reservedness that a noble lady should have. She was not the girls of the Bennett family, who wished to have social activities every day.

Hiding behind the window screen, Miss Sulton watched Lancer lead a group of people into the living room. She quickly sat down at the dressing table and arranged her hair and makeup again.

Sure enough, after a while, the maid Daisy came and said that Master Lancer invited the lady to the living room to meet his friends.

Miss Sulton told Daisy that she would go down soon, but in fact she suppressed her curiosity and stayed in the room for a while, so as not to let the group of people feel that she couldn't wait to get to know them.

After about another quarter of an hour passed, Miss Salton walked down the stairs with her long skirt dragging her feet.

When Lancer called out the name of "Ivy", all eyes were on her, and Miss Sulton noticed that several of them suddenly lit up.

Because she was the only woman in the living room besides the maid, the first thing Miss Salton noticed was the blonde woman just now.

She was indeed very young, she looked no more than 20 years old, she was very beautiful, with a healthy complexion and delicate features, especially a pair of flexible big eyes, and she looked straight at Miss Sulton without any timidity.

Coupled with the fact that she was raising her pointed jaw, such eyes and posture made her look not only impolite, but also a little arrogant.

Miss Sulton frowned, and only then did she feel a little unhappiness, and her attention was drawn away by the young man in red military uniform beside her.

How could he not be attracted to her?He was so handsome, so handsome that she was completely unprepared!

Even though she was used to getting along with the handsome Lancer, when she met the young man's gaze, Miss Sulton's heart still skipped a beat.

Before time travel, she was a top student at Queen Mary College. During this time, she made up a lot of poems and dramas of this era. Miss Sulton still couldn't find the most appropriate words to describe this young man who was almost With a perfect appearance and figure, after he smiled at him in a gentle and coquettish manner, the temperature behind his ears suddenly heated up.

"Everyone, this is my sister Ivy." Lancer walked quickly and reached out to Miss Sulton.

It was only then that Miss Sulton came to her senses. She hurriedly restrained herself, maintained a noble and elegant posture, and walked downstairs slowly with Lancer's hand in her arms. She stood a few steps away from the guests, raised her skirt, He curtseyed.

"Come on, Ivy, meet my friends." Lancer held his sister's waist, brought her to her friends, and introduced her one by one.

None of these characters have ever appeared in "Pride and Prejudice", so Miss Sulton tried her best to remember strange names such as "Mr. Stocker" and "Mr. Reed".

However, when she heard Lancer mention "Second Lieutenant Wickham", she couldn't help but let out a low "ah", and stared at the handsome young man in front of her in shock.

Wickham?Is he Wickham?The dissolute, despicable and shameless villain in the original book?

The accident was so intense that Miss Sulton couldn't take her eyes off that handsome face for a long time.

Even though she knew exactly what he did, she still couldn't associate his handsome face with his despicable character.

"George, tell me whether I should please you or be jealous of you always attracting young ladies' eyes like this."

"Lydia, Miss Sulton is not suitable for this kind of joke."

A series of happy and slightly frivolous laughter, followed by a magnetic male voice, finally pulled back Miss Sulton's chaotic thoughts again.

He called her Delia, so he was right. The young couple in front of him were indeed Mr. Darcy's wife, sister and brother-in-law!

For this reason, even though she knew it was wrong, Miss Sulton still looked at Mrs. Wickham and Mrs. Wickham one more time before going to the next guest, and felt the sarcasm and meaningful eyes from the two respectively.

"Mary, Mary, Miss Darcy?" Kitty poked her head out of the piano room and asked enthusiastically, "Uncle Bronte made me a swallow kite, do you want to fly it on the lawn downstairs together?"

Uncle Bronte in her mouth is a fat cook who is always cheerful. He was hired by old Mr. Darcy when he was alive, and he has served in Pemberley for nearly 20 years.

"Ah, well—"

Just as Georgiana was about to agree, she heard Mary say coldly, "I'm not interested, I'm going to continue practicing the piano."

Georgiana was stunned for a moment, then smiled unnaturally at Kitty, "Then, shall I go later, Miss Bennett?"

"Well, you can do whatever you want, but I would rather you call me Kitty instead of Miss Bennett. She is Miss Bennett." Kitty made a face at Mary's back and ran away. went downstairs.

In the distance Mrs. Bennet shouted: "Slow down, Kitty, don't be a crazy girl, this is not Longbourne!"

Kitty passed by, and Georgiana sat back at the piano and listened quietly to Mary's performance.

But the latter stopped and remained silent for a moment, the eyes on his usually expressionless face seemed to have become a little strange.

"Miss Darcy, if you like, you can go to fly a kite with Kitty. Thank you very much for lending me the piano. I must be very bad at playing it?"

"No no, Miss Bennett, please don't say that." Georgiana quickly waved her hand, but hesitated a little, and she still mustered up the courage to ask, "But we have been practicing for a long time, can we do something different? of what?"

"Anything else?" Mary's eyes sparkled. "Do you like playing the harp, or reading?"

"I prefer to read at night, and I'm sorry, Miss Bennett, but I don't know how to play the harp."

"You can't play the harp?" Mary asked in surprise.

"Sorry, I won't."

"You can't..." Mary muttered to herself, as if she still didn't believe it.

"I'm actually not very talented in music..." Georgiana smiled shyly.

"Shouldn't an outstanding woman have all kinds of talents? Especially, with a background like Miss Darcy, I think you should be able to play the harp and even paint pottery..." Mary realized that Miss Darcy would not The fact of playing the harp made her secretly happy, and even felt inexplicably relieved.

"But my mother and brother never think so, they say, as long as I like it..."

"Really? Mrs. and Mr. Darcy really think so?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter with you, Miss Bennett?"

Mary's cheeks were flushed, and Georgiana felt strange and disturbed by her sudden agitation.

"Excuse me, Mary, Georgiana?" There was a double knock on the door.

"Lizzie?" Georgiana was delighted to see Elizabeth standing by the door.

After marrying Darcy, Elizabeth insisted that Georgiana be called by her first name instead of her sister-in-law.

"If the piano practice is over, I want to talk to you about something small, Georgiana. And Mary, you'd better take a walk outside, what a beautiful sun." Elizabeth said with a smile.