[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

It was a rare sunny day, and the Stoke family's carriage was driving slowly on the country road in Derbyshire, the wheels rolled over the dry dust on the side of the road.The convoy turned around a hillside full of tall trees, and saw the Pemberley Building standing quietly on the hillside not far away, which was magnificent and majestic.

A gentleman was riding on each of the two strong black horses at the head of the convoy. Seeing this scene, they both reined in and watched.

"It's finally here." One of the young men with light blond hair let out a long sigh of relief. He turned his horse's head and slowly walked to the black carriage in the middle of the convoy, "Julie, are you okay now? We've arrived, outside The air here is very good, why don't I take a walk with you."

Hearing his voice, the curtains of the carriage were pulled open, revealing a rosy apple face, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark complexion, a pair of not too big azure eyes shone happily, first He looked at the scenery outside the window very curiously, then quickly moved to the young man's handsome face, and said in a brisk voice, "Master Stoke, Miss Juliet just fell asleep."

Julian Stoke, who has always loved his sister, heard this, and immediately waved his hand to ask Juliet's maid to put down the curtains.

He told the coachman to slow down, while he himself stood by the side of the carriage, pulling the reins and letting the horse pace forward slowly with the speed of the carriage.

Seeing this scene, another gentleman on horseback could only shrug his shoulders helplessly. He saw Julian's unlimited love for his sister along the way, and felt that it was a bit exaggerated.If he was alone, it would only take one day from London to Derbyshire, but Julian Stoke walked for half a month because of his sister who was a little bit sick.But in order not to offend this young man whom he wanted to befriend with all his heart, he could only try his best to cooperate with their itinerary.In this way, seeing Pemberley's magnificent manor, he couldn't help secretly heaving a long sigh of relief at this time, in order to end this boring and long journey.

"Hey, Mr. Stock, I'm going ahead," he gestured to Stock, "I'm waiting for you at Pemberley!"

Julian thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, Colonel Fitzwilliam, and take me to thank your cousin, Mr. Darcy."

Fitzwilliam saw that he was not far away from the carriage beside him, sighed, and rode his horse towards Pemberley Manor not far away.

Despite Julian Stoke trying to get his sister to sleep a little longer, the destination has been reached.The motorcade stopped in front of the famous Ogden Hotel in Derbyshire. The maid Donna also woke up the sleeping lady in time, took out a comb from the dressing box she carried with her to sip her drooping hair, and put on her A lace hat.

When Miss Juliet Stoke helped Donna get out of the carriage, Julian Stoke, who had always cared about his sister, heard the admiration and eager gazes around him and couldn't help but feel the ambivalence of pride and anger at the same time. .

The young Miss Juliet Stocker has an astonishing beauty, but it is a pity that her dark eye circles and pale complexion make her pale, but she is still very attractive.

The first thing Juliet did when she arrived at the hotel was to support Donna's hand up to the second floor, let Donna undo her braids and take off her clothes in a daze, then threw herself on the pillow and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until Donna came to wake her up the next morning. During this period, Julian came to see her many times and wanted to ask her to have dinner, but she could see that she was sleeping soundly on the pillow, so she had to give up.

Anyway, the hotel was cleaned up by someone, so Donna only opened the curtains to let in the clear morning sunlight outside, put the breakfast on the bed table, and went to the bathroom to fill Juliet with bath water.

When Julian came in again, Juliet was sitting on the sunny bay window reading a book with her half-dry hair hanging out. The golden hair inherited from Mrs. Stoke was like an oriental satin woven with sunlight. After a full sleep, The color of rose flowers glowed on the cheeks, which was really a rare beauty in a dream.

With a smile on Julian's face, he took off his hat and put it on the coat rack by the door. "Dear Julie, did you sleep well?" He leaned down and kissed the top of his sister's hair.

"Ah, of course," Juliet put down the book in her hand and stood up from the wide window sill. She was only 17 years old, but her stature was not short among girls.She smiled and picked off a small leaf stuck to Julian's shoulder, "When I got up, I heard that you went hunting, did you have a good time?"

"The harvest is good. I hunted a fox with extremely smooth fur. I can make you a hat or a muff." Julian waved his hand and beckoned Donna to bring up the box from the carriage downstairs, while explaining, "By the way Went to the village post office."

Not long after, the servant came in under Donna's guidance, put down two black leather suitcases, bowed and left, and closed the door by the way.

A set of movements is done extremely mysteriously.

"Open it," said Julian, looking fondly at Juliet's wide eyes.

It turned out to be three sets of extremely fine dresses and a fur coat.

"My God!"

"Although it's a bit early, I still have to say, happy birthday, Juliet." Julian rubbed his hands, "I ordered this in Paris two months ago, I have to say, there were some accidents, otherwise we could have caught up At the salon Aunt Amber keeps for you in London..."

"No, I like it very much." Juliet interrupted her, her happiness was obvious, her eyebrows were curved, her smile was sweeter than the most fragrant honey in the world, she opened her arms and hugged Julian.

"Okay, okay." Julian was still smiling and hugging his sister back, but gradually he felt that his chest was wet and hot, and he felt a little helpless.

This is the second time since Mrs. Stoke's death that Juliet's mood fluctuated so much. The first time was at Mrs. Stoke's funeral more than a year ago. After being silent for a day and a night, Juliet cried bitterly until she fainted. Can't help but make Julian feel sad.

Donna had already retreated with a wink, leaving room for the siblings.

"I still have an appointment in the afternoon, my dear," Julian tried to pretend not to know Juliet's crying just now, and said nonchalantly, "You have to change into beautiful clothes. Pemberley Manor is a beautiful manor that can be ranked in the whole country. I met you this morning. The hostess of the manor, please ask her to take you to take a good look at the manor."

Juliet rubbed her head in Julian's arms before she raised her head and said, "It's nothing, Bradley is much prettier than her."

Julian only thought that Juliet was not convinced, so he followed Mao, "Yes, yes, you are right."

Juliet held Donna's hand and got out of the carriage with the hem of the skirt. At this moment, she was wearing one of the dresses that Julian had ordered for her in Paris. Although it was two months ago, the Parisian style is still in Pemberley. It is novel and eye-catching.

The clothes are beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful. The light green long skirt, just the arc of the waist pinching, is enough to make the men present shake their eyes, and Juliet doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.She was considered a rare beauty in her last life, and she wore even the most outrageous and novel clothes on the runway, and she was used to the eyes glued to her body, and this dress half-hidden the collar bone Concealed, compared to the beauties with half-exposed breasts present, I don't know how much more conservative. I don't even know how attractive the smooth and graceful curve of the waist is.

She walked very steadily, her eyes were clear, there was no twitching or affectation, but her steps were light and graceful, and the hands wearing long gloves of the same color did not hold folding fans artfully, but were loosely intertwined in front of her abdomen.Part of the golden hair was braided and wrapped around the top of the head like a garland, and the rest was loosely tied behind the head. Her eyes were bright, dignified and charming, like the goddess of spring walking out of a painting.

This kind of Juliet Stoke made Elizabeth Darcy, the hostess of the banquet, dazzled, and she couldn't help but feel that a married woman is inferior to an unmarried girl.

Feeling guilty, she couldn't help grabbing Juliet Stocker's hand with great enthusiasm, and said in an intimate and sincere tone, "Miss Stocker! Welcome to Pemberley as a guest!"

Juliet finally saw with her own eyes the famous Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy, who was lucky enough to fly to a branch and became a noble lady. She glanced at her famously lively black eyes and smiled, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Darcy. "

Another boring person wearing a social mask.Elizabeth secretly sighed in her heart. In the past two years of marriage, she has seen this kind of smile in almost every gathering.Thinking of this, the inferiority complex she had just felt disappeared, and her smile faded involuntarily.

Juliet, who has always been good at observing other people's emotions, faintly noticed it, and couldn't help being a little funny. This lady has always been unable to get rid of the word "prejudice" since she was a girl.