don't touch my darcy

"Miss Darcy, you don't look well?" Miss Sulton asked with concern.

Sure enough, she still couldn't let go of the past with Wickham, but as long as Mr. Darcy and Wickham were brother-in-law for a day, poor Miss Darcy would inevitably be hurt again.

She couldn't believe that Elizabeth could order her sister and brother-in-law never to come to the house for the Darcy brothers and sisters.

Miss Sulton looked at Georgiana's pale cheeks with pity, and secretly swore in her heart that one day she would become Mrs. Darcy herself, and let Wickham go as far as she could!

"Honey, your cold is just right, so it's really inappropriate to stand here and blow the air." Elizabeth put her arms around Georgiana, shook her shoulder, and quietly conveyed her encouragement.

"Oh, here at night, the wind is a bit strong, please go in quickly." The careful Mrs. Reynolds quickly echoed.

"Come with me, Georgiana." Darcy urged Georgiana, and at the same time greeted the guests, "Please, everyone."

He didn't talk to Elizabeth specifically, although Lydia's yelling just now sounded like Lizzie didn't know that the Wickhams would come in advance, but Darcy didn't take his anger out on his wife when it happened. It won't be good anyway.

Elizabeth had no choice but to hide a wry smile, how could she blame Darcy?Even she herself felt very sorry for Georgiana at the moment.

This subtle reaction between the Darcys fell into the eyes of the extraordinarily attentive Miss Sulton, making her more confident in her guess.

Although at the end of the original novel, Jane Austen made all kinds of justifications and wishful thinking for Elizabeth, there is no love in the world that transcends family background, life circles and upbringing tastes that come at any time.

And Elizabeth's best relatives are not limited to the Wickham couple, this is just the beginning!

In the majestic yet elegant restaurant, the maids had already filled the table with sumptuous wine and delicacies. Darcy held back his full of resentment and politely invited the guests to sit down. He watched his sister curl up in Elizabeth's arms with distress. , not even daring to lift his eyelids.

This poor girl, there are not only people who have given her a shameful experience, but also a man she secretly likes. It's just that the sweet anxiety she harbored earlier has long been washed away by fear, but she is still working hard. She supported her, not wanting to embarrass her brother and sister-in-law in front of the guests.

Darcy sat in the upper seat, with the Baron and his wife Sulton on the right, Mr. Sulton on the left, and his sister, Miss Sulton, beside the latter.

Elizabeth took Georgiana by the hand, came to Miss Sulton's side, gently pressed her to sit down, "Just sit here, don't you just want to ask Miss Sulton for advice on piano playing skills?"

"But, Lizzie..." Georgiana refused to let go of Elizabeth, she was not strong enough to face Wickham alone.

"I should be asking Miss Darcy for advice. Mrs. Darcy has always praised you for playing the piano well." Miss Sulton tried to attract Miss Darcy's attention.

She knew that what this girl needed most now was company and comfort. It was ridiculous that Elizabeth would abandon her. This was a great opportunity for her to win the favor of the Darcy brothers and sisters.

"You praise me too much. I don't play very well..." Of course Miss Darcy had to answer.

Lydia was about to sit down beside Miss Darcy--because she wanted to talk to Miss Sulton nearer--when Elizabeth held her back.

"Come here, Lydia, I want to know what's going on with Dad recently." Elizabeth couldn't help but dragged Lydia to the other end of the table, and sat down at the hostess's seat.

Lydia sat beside her, and it did not matter who she was chatting with, as long as it was lively, and Mr. Wickham was obliged to accompany his wife, otherwise he would really like to get closer, and find an opportunity to talk to Mr. Darcy.

In this way, the Wickhams and Georgiana were separated by a long distance.

Darcy was quite satisfied with Elizabeth's arrangement, his face eased a little, and he said a few more polite words, and the dinner began.

Miss Sulton immediately opened the chatter box and talked about music and painting with Miss Darcy. Although she lacked skill, she was a top student at Queen Mary's College, and there was no problem with purely theoretical explanations.

Sure enough, Georgiana was quickly attracted, and occasionally exchanged views with Miss Sulton modestly, and gradually became less nervous.

Fortunately, the guests were all familiar with Mr. Darcy's temper, and they didn't talk to him much except for the flattery on the scene, which enabled him to devote all his attention to Georgiana.

Seeing Miss Sulton and his sister chatting with grace and elegance, and Georgiana smiling, Darcy was full of appreciation and gratitude for this lady.

Not only was she dignified and beautiful, she was also talented, and she was rare enough to be considerate and considerate. She should have seen Georgiana's uneasiness, so she intended to relieve her mood.

Miss Sulton never let the male god out of her sight for a moment, and naturally received Mr. Darcy's approval, which made her sweeter to the bottom of her heart, and worked harder to please Georgiana.

Seeing that her daughter had gotten along well with Miss Darcy, Mrs. Sulton was delighted and gave her son winks frequently, hoping that he would also show enthusiasm to win the favor of the beauty beside her.

The mother's gesture was too obvious, and Lancer was embarrassed and funny at the same time.

However, since he knew that his parents meant this, he also paid special attention to Miss Darcy. She was ill and did not come to the dance at Rose Manor last time. This time, he was lucky enough to sit next to her, and Lancer was also willing to chat with her a few more times.

After all, Miss Darcy is indeed very beautiful. Although she is not as bright and bright as Mrs. Darcy, she can attract people at first glance, but after careful understanding, her elegant and quiet temperament is also very charming.

Lancer specially picked topics that the girls liked more, such as the unique flower arrangements and tablecloths on the dining table, and greatly praised the owners of Pemberley, even the small details showed elegant taste.

It was his luck that Mrs. Reynolds, who stood beside Darcy and helped greet the guests, immediately said that the flower arrangements were all made by Miss Darcy, and that the tablecloths were woven by her and the maids.

It seems that Miss Darcy is not a proud and indifferent girl from a famous family who is obsessed with art. She also has a lot of fun in life. Lancer promptly offered a warm and appropriate compliment, and looked at Miss Darcy's slightly nervous humility, and The slight blush on her cheeks made him feel that she was very cute.

While talking about Longbourne with Lydia, Elizabeth quietly paid attention to Miss Darcy. Seeing that the atmosphere there was good, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but there was another thin voice sighing in her heart. Miss Sulton seemed to be He really knows Darcy very well, no matter what the occasion, her words and deeds make him like that.

Mr. Reed asked politely if Miss Bennett had also returned to Longbourne, and Elizabeth hurriedly told him that Mary had been taking care of the children at the church school in the town for the past few days, and she would not be able to return until after attending the church the next afternoon.

Talking about the church in the town, Mr. Reed expressed his gratitude to Mr. and Mrs. Darcy after praising Miss Bennett for her kindness, saying that because of Mr. Darcy's letter of recommendation, the Bishop Your Excellency has already interviewed him, and he is very likely to become the pastor of this parish.

"Oh, Mr. Reed, are you leaving the army?" Upon hearing the news, Lydia immediately yelled, "This is really great! Why does George still want to stay?"

"Don't say that, Mrs. Wickham. George is a fine soldier, and Colonel Streeter has said he has a bright future."

"That's not the case! I don't like the army at all. I'm always running around, and wherever I go, there are always some stupid and shameless women pestering him!"

"Lydia!"

"Honey, don't do that!"

The whispers of Wickham and Elizabeth sounded one after the other, but it was too late.

bang-

The wine glass in Miss Darcy's hand fell on her skirt, rolled down to the ground, and broke into pieces immediately, while she was already pale and her eyes were stiff with wine, as if she had encountered something terrible.