[Pride and Prejudice] Dear Lydia

"Huh!" Miss De Boer probably hasn't recovered yet, her face is a little pale, "You brazenly extorted so many things from my mother and promised, isn't it enough for you!"

Lydia's face sank, "Miss De Boer, have you fed your education to the dog? If you must speak rudely to me, please get away from me immediately, otherwise I will let your mother take care of her lack. Upbringing, take away your vulgar daughter!"

There was deep resentment in Miss De Boer's eyes, and she said in a low and sharp tone, "You can't bear it if I say a few words to you? But you ruined my lifelong happiness! What should I do?"

"Rescuing you from Mr. Naveen, who abducted you in spite of your mother's objections, will ruin your lifelong happiness?" Lydia smiled lightly, "Miss de Boer, you are really reasonable and rich. Good lady of education and reason."

"You—" Miss De Boer gritted her teeth angrily, "What right do you have to say that, didn't you also elope and then get married?"

"Oh?" Lydia raised a eyebrow that was painted thin and curved, very agile, "Could it be that you have been secretly envious of me, so you imitated my way of getting married?"

"Stop being so self-righteous. Sir Naveen has property, status, well-educated, courteous man, and extremely amiable temperament, which is infinitely better than your idle gambler husband!" Miss De Boer said bitterly. Said loudly.

As soon as the words were finished, a pleasant voice with a little smile sounded behind Miss De Boer. It was a low-pitched male voice with an elegant and gentle tone, which made people feel comfortable listening.

However, the words spoken by this pleasant voice were a bit aggressive, "Miss De Boer, I don't remember that I offended you, why did you say that about me behind my back? It's really regrettable! As a well-bred lady of everyone, such Can't do it well? I've been serving in the navy recently, and I'm not idle, let alone addicted to gambling! Maybe I should ask you to show the corresponding evidence, otherwise you are a great insult to my reputation, we need to find Relatives and friends of both parties and notaries came to resolve this serious matter face to face."

Miss De Boer blushed immediately, and when she turned her head, she saw Mr. Wickham standing behind her with a smile, his expression was kind but his eyes were compelling, as if he was looking forward to a confrontation with her.

Miss De Boer frowned, knowing that she was too reckless. This famous rascal must be more powerful than his wife. The matter of slandering a gentleman's reputation can be big or small. If they want to use this to blackmail again, they will be in trouble if they insist on making things bigger. Well, the couple have no property and no status, so they don't have to be afraid of anything, they and their mother can't afford to lose this person.

He swallowed and said, "You heard me wrong, sir, I don't know you well at all, so why would I comment on you casually." As he spoke, he pulled his skirt and squatted down slightly to give a salute, then turned around and left, the hurried thin back looked at some Embarrassed.

Lydia shook her head, "Honey, how dare you bully a pampered young lady."

Mr. Wickham didn't feel that he had bullied the young lady. "You can't be too polite to this kind of arrogant and self-righteous person. Besides, she also made insults to my wife. She deserves to be taught a lesson. I saw her looking unkindly from a distance. I’m talking to you, so I hurried over to have a look.” Then he asked doubtfully, “By the way, who is Sir Naveen that Miss De Boer mentioned?”

Lydia expressed her appreciation for his willingness to sacrifice the time of playing cards with the ladies to come and help her, "Thank you for coming to help me, my dear, Sir Navin is Miss De Boer's suitor, but it's a pity that he doesn't have enough wealth. Madam vetoed it, but that young lady seemed to be tempted by Navin, and wanted to emulate what we did when we got married—elope, but was dissuaded by my 'good intentions', she couldn't think about it for a while, so she was very angry."

Mr. Wickham stroked his chin and walked away playfully. He went back to continue playing cards with the ladies, while thinking in his heart, Lydia must have done something in the love affair between Miss De Boer and Sir Naveen, so as to teach those girls a lesson. To the sarcastic and arrogant mother and daughter.

He has long been displeased with the domineering Deborah mother and daughter. These two have looked down on him since he was a child, so this joke can't be missed, you must read it, and make up your mind to remember to ask Lydia how it is when you go back. one thing.

Mr. Darcy doesn't like to play cards, he just walks up and down the room leisurely, occasionally stopping to chat with people.

"I heard from Aunt Gardner that you're going back on Wednesday, isn't that true?" Lydia came over and asked him.

"Yes, my affairs are all done, and I'm going back to Pemberley." Mr. Darcy came to London this time for the worry-free little sister-in-law in front of him. Dia, that's all right.

"Aren't you going to ask me why Mrs. de Boer's attitude has suddenly changed so much?" Lydia had been worried about Darcy's question about the reason, how should she answer, but Mr. Darcy simply didn't ask again. Bring this up with her.

Darcy smiled slightly, "My aunt is not a magnanimous person, I know this very well, so I also understand that there must be no reason for her to always ridicule and despise others. If she offends many people, she will inevitably be taught a lesson. As long as she He and Annie are in good health, as long as they haven't encountered any crisis that endangers their safety or reputation, I can't care about the rest."

"Dear brother-in-law, you are really a wise and shrewd person. I have to admire now that Elizabeth is the most discerning of our sisters!" His open-minded attitude immediately made Lydia feel relieved and sincerely praised.

Mr. Darcy shrugged his shoulders. "Thank you, and I would be much more pleased if you would say that to Lizzie again when she returns to Longbourn in the summer."

Lydia laughed, "No problem, I will definitely remember to praise you well to her."

"I hear Mr. Wickham's holidays are coming to an end. When are you going back to Longbourn?" asked Darcy.

"I'll go back as soon as he's gone, probably next week."

"Where's Miss Mallard?"

"Of course she's coming with me."

"Did your father send a carriage to fetch you?"

"I don't know. If Dad's carriage is not empty by then, we will take Mr. Pete's carriage back."

"Is your relationship with Mr. Pete already so good? You can decide to take his carriage before he invites you?" Mr. Darcy was about to talk to Lydia about her and Mr. Pete, reminding her Be careful, Lydia just picked it up by herself, so she continued to ask.

"It's not because of me," Lydia explained, "Lois is Mr. Pete's cousin, and she lives with Mr. Pete in Netherfield to help her cousin manage the housework, so—"

"Mrs. Wickham! How could you do this? I need you to explain it to me!" Another nice voice came in, this time a woman's voice, with impatience in her tone.

"Baroness Moran? So you're here too. Why didn't I see you just now? What do you want me to explain?" Lydia turned her head in surprise.

Mr. Darcy also turned to the baroness who suddenly walked over quickly, and nodded politely, "Barononess, do you have something to ask Mrs. Wickham?"

The baroness's chest rose and fell, her face was flushed, and her big charming eyes were surprisingly bright. It looked like a dazzling beautiful gem, but those who knew her would know at a glance that this was what the baroness looked like when she was excited and angry.

Baroness Moran took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions, "I'm sorry, please forgive my presumptuousness." She said to Lydia first, "I just talked to General Walter and Pete about some things in General Walter's study. , so you didn't see me." Turning to Darcy again, "Mr. Darcy, I suddenly remembered something important and wanted to ask Mrs. Wickham, I wonder if I can interrupt you for a while."

"Of course, we're just chatting. You're welcome. I'm just going to have a cup of tea." Mr. Darcy replied very gracefully, and then he left them and walked towards the table where the tea sets were placed. After walking a few steps away, she vaguely heard Baroness Moran asking Lydia impatiently, "Mrs. Wickham, what are you trying to do? Do you know...George will lose at least [-] yuan in this way." Pound sterling... that's not including what you paid and... just because of your... how do you ask him to explain to his father, the Lord Earl of Chatham! That honorable lord is coming to London tomorrow!"