don't touch my darcy

"Oh, God, the lady is awake, the lady is finally awake, sir, madam, come on—"

The earth-shattering shouts echoed in the room, causing Ms. Mary Su even more headaches. She raised her hand and patted her forehead with difficulty, opened her eyes in a daze, and was immediately frightened by the four faces above her field of vision.

"Who, who are you?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a burning pain in her throat.

"Dear baby Ivy, you've finally woken up! Kate, hurry up and get Dr. House!" The chubby body pressed over, crying and laughing while hugging Miss Mary Sue.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm going right away!" There was one less face in sight.

"Quick, get out of the way, I can't breathe under you." Miss Mary Su pushed her bloated body in panic.

"Oh, baby, I'm sorry, Mom is so happy, but you have been in a coma for two days with a fever!"

Mother?whose mother?

Miss Mary Su's head was hurting even more. Her mother lived in another small town in the south of London. The last time I saw her was more than half a year ago.

However, she was finally able to breathe out the tightness in her chest, and saw clearly the two people who were still standing at the head of the bed.

One is a man in his 50s, with gray curly hair and a bald forehead. Judging from his facial features, he should have been handsome when he was young. Unfortunately, the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth and between his brows, and the two drooping eyebrows make him look powerless. , but the way he gazed at him was very gentle.

The other was a woman about his age, with a fat body and loose skin, but still very fair. She seemed to be a pampered person. At this moment, she was holding her heart in her hands and looking at herself with a weeping expression.

These two people don't know each other at all, why did they appear in their room?Miss Mary Su frowned.

After a while, this doubt emerged, and she immediately discovered another even weirder thing——

Why are they wearing such gorgeous but strange clothes? The woman's hairstyle is also very weird. There is also a snow-white lace fringed curtain on her head, and a silk and satin embroidered quilt on her body...

Ahhh, what kind of place is this?Who are they!

"Ivy, what's wrong with you, why are you looking at mom like this?" The woman sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out her hand to Miss Mary Sue's face worriedly.

"Don't touch me, who are you?" Miss Mary Su screamed and avoided.

"God, my poor baby, are you so sick that you don't even know your mother?" The woman burst into tears.

"Ai Wei, do you still recognize Dad?" The man calmed down and asked in a soft voice with barely composure.

"Dad? You?"

"Yes, baby, I am your father, Baron Joseph Sulton, and Ivy, you are our dearest baby girl."

baron?Mary Su's eyes widened, and she fell into extreme shock.

Her father is obviously Mr. Kirk Sue, the principal of a primary school in the suburbs of London, and Shalton... Shalton... Didn't he just start dreaming in front of the computer?

What's going on, is it really a dream, is it still not awake after falling asleep last night?

After being stunned for a while, Miss Mary Su began to slap herself on the face.

"Ah, baby, don't be like this, I love my mother so much!" The man and the woman grabbed her hands tightly.

Miss Mary Su put the pudding into her mouth spoon by spoon. On the left and right hands, Baron and Mrs. Salton wanted to talk several times, but couldn't bear it.

The maid Kate stood behind her and asked in a low voice, "Miss, would you like some mashed potatoes, or cold meat?"

The way the lady eats today is too strange. She doesn’t distinguish between the main food and the side dishes. However, as soon as Kate opened her mouth, Mrs. Sulton frowned. While Miss Mary Sue was drinking the soup, she shook her head at Kate and signaled her not to eat. Chatty.

Not just eating habits, her dear Ai Wei seems to have forgotten even this home, including her family members. When she left the bedroom, she opened a pair of blank eyes and looked around, as if she didn't know the house where she lived for nearly 20 years.

The Saltons attributed all this to a fever, which hurt Ivy's brain, and she became like this, and the parents were full of guilt.

Because they forcibly brought Ivy back from London, in order to prevent her from falling in love with a painter from a humble background, which caused her to suffer from this serious illness.

Lying back on the spacious and comfortable big bed again, the maids Kate and Daisy said good night to her, blew out the candles and left the bedroom, Miss Mary Su looked at the occasional fireflies flying by outside the window, in Tao Taoran like a dream, She stuffed her thumb into her mouth and took a bite. The sharp pain convinced her of this unbelievable fact——

She has crossed over!

Traveling to the world of male gods, England in the [-]th century, she became the perfect woman who best matches Mr. Darcy, the daughter of Baron Sulton, the jewel of London's high society, Miss Ivy Sulton!

"Mrs. Reynolds, why don't you sit down together?" Elizabeth asked the housekeeper who was standing behind her strangely.

"Oh, lunch is ready in the small dining room." Mrs. Reynolds smiled awkwardly.

"Well, haven't you dined with us all this week?" Miss Georgiana Darcy asked naively.

"That's Mrs. Darcy's flattery, but it's against the rules, miss." Mrs. Reynolds glanced anxiously at the unsmiling hostess.

"Is that so, my dear Mr. Darcy?" Elizabeth winked at her husband.

"Please sit down and have dinner, Mrs. Reynolds." Darcy coughed lightly and nodded to the housekeeper.

"Oh no……"

Mrs. Reynolds was about to decline, when she saw a kind smile on the corner of Mr. Darcy's lips, and then she concentrated on her meal and stopped talking.

Mrs. Darcy and Miss Darcy exchanged sly, happy looks.

The corners of Mrs. Reynolds' eyes were wet and hot, and she hurriedly took advantage of the moment she lowered her head to sit down to cover up the past.

She was very moved and very happy. Since the marriage for more than three months, Mr. Darcy, Miss Darcy, and even the whole Pemberley Manor have undergone obvious changes with the arrival of Mrs. Darcy.

Of course, Mrs. Reynolds also firmly believed that Pemberley is the most beautiful manor in England, and Mr. Darcy is the best host, but it is somewhat too serious and reserved, especially compared with his good friend Mr. Bingley.

Thankfully, Pemberley's new hostess made it all extra perfect!

Miss Georgiana preferred to go out of the piano-room, and walk with Mrs. Darcy by the lake, or go for a ride on the little plateau beyond the oak grove.

Occasionally, Mr. Darcy's hearty laughter can be heard from the balcony on the second floor.

"Lizzie, I'm going to London next week."

"So soon, you've only been back in Pemberley for three days?"

Mrs. Darcy's conversation made Mrs. Reynolds quickly gather her mind and listen carefully and without presumptuousness.

"I mean, would you like to come with me this trip?"

"London? I'd like to visit Uncle and Aunt Gardiner, but Georgiana and I have agreed to let the children pick strawberries next week."

"Yes, brother!" Georgiana happily echoed.

The children in Elizabeth's mouth refer to the students of the nearby church school, and Pemberley is the biggest benefactor of that boarding school.

"Well, this time...you don't have to go for the time being." Mr. Darcy didn't force his wife, but he was a little helpless.

Lizzie liked Pemberley very much, liked country life, and Mrs. Darcy's social circle must include London's high society and even Buckingham Palace.

Because soon, he will have an audience with the King of England and be awarded the title of knight.