[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

There may also be a struggle between men and women.Darcy is temporarily at a disadvantage because of his physical honesty.His imposing manner might be a little weaker, but his strength still prevailed. He held Juliet's hands tightly, bowed his head unwillingly and rubbed Juliet's earlobes with his lips before letting her go.

Juliet blushed and struggled to sit up from a pile of clothes with her shoulders half exposed.From last night until now, she has only managed to win a round. With a proud smile on her face, she completely forgot about the embarrassment just now—she discovered that only when she is willing enough, can the opponent be caught without a fight.So she stroked her disheveled hair, smoothed back the shoulder strap that had slipped from the right side, and turned around generously to let Darcy help her fasten her corset straps—she didn't realize, Darcy Has achieved his purpose.

When Darcy helped her fasten the belt unskillfully amidst her urging of "tighten it up" again and again, he couldn't help but measured her slender waist with his hands, and was slapped mercilessly by Juliet. Go on, "Your duty has been done."

Darcy smiled and said, "Crossing rivers and destroying bridges is not a good habit, Juliet." He flipped his collar, lifted the shirt with only two buttons left, and asked her what to do with his eyes.

Although Juliet wanted to throw the pillow on his face, she restrained herself. She tried her best to make herself bend down as charmingly as possible, and took a white shirt from the box. Make yourself smile purely, "Reciprocity is reciprocal, of course I will help you."

Darcy instinctively felt that she had bad intentions, but he denied himself in the next second, feeling that he was making a fuss, guessing that his wife was definitely not a gentleman.He cleared his throat and stood where he was, wanting to see how Juliet was going to help him.

But he miscalculated, Juliet covered his head with a new shirt, and stretched out her hand to hold his hand that was about to take off the clothes. She grasped his left and right wrists with both hands, rubbing her fingertips gently, Leaning close to him, his voice was soft and slightly hoarse, "Don't look, Darcy. I'll be shy."

Darcy's throat couldn't help moving. He really wanted to ask why it took so much trouble to change a dress for him, and why he made her shy when he saw it. However, when he couldn't see anything in front of him, his senses became more intense. keen.He was sensitively aware that two slender hands were climbing up from his waist, one left and one right, inch by inch, and the soft fingertips brushed his skin vaguely.Darcy's body was stiff, and she felt her hand climb to his shoulder, and the soft palm flicked back along the arc of his shoulder, and then rolled his shirt off.

At this moment, she was tightly pressed against his chest, and Darcy could even feel Juliet's bulging softness due to the effect of the corset under the ups and downs of his rapid breathing.He couldn't bear to grab her hand that was still trying to make trouble, and pulled off the clothes on his head, and was about to lean down and kiss her fiercely, but he couldn't help but find that Juliet's eyes were tightly closed, and her face was flushed—— It is clearly supporting.He had no choice but to pat her hot face with his lips, let go of her, hurriedly put on his clothes, went into the bathroom and took a careless shower.

Juliet stood there and let out a deep breath, and hurriedly rang the bell to let the maid come up with lingering fear.

Most of the day passed, and when the two of them appeared in front of people again, they were a pair of well-dressed and well-behaved newlyweds.

The traveling journey is very long, and there is nothing else to disturb the time the two spend together. Traveling is the best way to enhance the relationship.Probably Juliet knew that she had played too much. In order to make up for her presumptuous behavior in the first two days of her wedding, she tried to show her soft side in the following time, so as to show that she could be a gentle and amiable Mrs. Darcy.

Darcy felt a little regretful about this. He felt that since she had a distinctive personality, there was absolutely no need for her to be a beautiful decoration bearing Mrs. Darcy's name when they got along in private—it was not what Darcy wanted to be too reserved. The way to get along.Therefore, he gradually found that teasing her emotions was one of the great pleasures of the journey.

Therefore, the relationship between the two is no different from what Juliet once said "marriage is a war". Darcy's provocation is regarded as an offense. 'It's the best way to do it-no matter what he says, she always smiles gently.

Juliet is a clever student, but Darcy is not an idiot who taught his apprentice to starve his master to death.He sensed Juliet's exuberant curiosity beneath her placid exterior, and he capitalized on it.Twenty years of experience and experience in his life are used by him as a weapon to seduce his wife.Of course, this is not the only way Darcy can use. His victories are mostly in the dead of night. Juliet's breathing or coquettishness are his trophies, although he may have to be prepared to be obsessed by the gentle Mrs. Darcy the next morning. Prepare for a view without intending to be left out.He found himself increasingly ungentlemanly in front of his cunning wife, but he was patient.She is a deer jumping and avoiding in the forest, but he can't bear to be a hunter chasing her; she is a slippery fish, so he can only be a river that makes her jump happily.

Their wedding tour ended at the beginning of October. No one expected such a long time. Apart from Mrs. Reynolds, who stretched her neck and looked forward to seeing her mistress, Pemberley had two unexpected characters.

As soon as the carriage set foot on the land of England, Darcy received a letter from Mrs. Reynolds. He frowned and digested the meaning of the letter, and turned to look at Juliet, who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.He carefully held her arm and carefully adjusted his posture according to her height so that she could sleep more comfortably.

So when they returned to Pemberley, the two visitors from London Police Station did not see the target of their visit in the drawing room.

"I don't think my wife needs to explain anything. She has been traveling north to Scotland with me since Easter, and she just came back today. She has nothing to do with your case." Darcy said to one of the visitors. Finally, he succinctly rejected their request to see Juliet, "She was very tired on the journey, I hope she can rest well, and I can fully explain your doubts on her behalf."

The newly appointed little policeman couldn't help asking sharply, "Including that she was engaged to another man?"

Inspector Brian immediately turned his head and gave him a warning look. He was a tall brown-haired man with a small beard on his upper lip, but he was actually young, and his whole person showed a kind of shrewd sincerity.He took a cautious look at Darcy, who had a rigid and indifferent face, and decided to show all his cards to show his sincerity, "We know that the case is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with Mrs. Ling, but she involves two There are two suspects, one claims that she knows something, but must see Madam Ling, and the other firmly disagrees with involving Madam Ling."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't accept your statement." Darcy frowned and looked at him seriously, "This is the police station's ability to handle affairs? It needs to satisfy the suspect's request and need a woman to further solve the case? "

"Actually, this is a necessary step to understand every detail, you know - to study the motive." Inspector Bryan seemed a little embarrassed, and explained with incoherent words, "Mr. Redding was found to have taken an overdose of drugs and died. On the hospital bed - a drug that requires a strictly controlled dose. It was thought to be an accident, but one of his visiting students thought it was murder and gave evidence - a maid who didn't understand why Redding After the husband took the medicine that day, he took the medicine again and ate himself to death. If it is defined as murder, the suspect will be identified among the people who were in the Redding mansion that day. According to the time of drug onset and death, In fact, there are only five suspects, three servants in the family who do not have an alibi, his daughter, Miss Redding, and her fiance, Mr. Carl." He explained, "We rejected Miss Redding's request, so she immediately charged It was her fiancé who killed his father on the grounds that she had made a mistake to separate ... your wife from Mr. Karl, which caused him to hold a grudge."

"This is completely unfounded..." Darcy didn't finish his sentence, the door of the reception room was knocked twice, and a beautiful and clear female voice came from outside, "Darcy, are you inside?"

Inspector Brian's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he even opened the door anti-customer first.

Juliet froze for a moment, she looked inside, saw Darcy's face was ugly, and immediately said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had guests."

When Inspector Brian was making preparations, he already knew that Mrs. Darcy was a rare beauty. When he saw the real person at this time, his eyes lit up, and he was even slightly excited. You must know that in many cases he came into contact with, Beauty is often the root of evil.

"Actually, I have come to ask for your help, Mrs. Darcy." He bowed politely to Juliet.

Darcy looked impatiently at Inspector Brian's very different attitude from Cai Cai's - like an annoying hound, but under Juliet's curious gaze, he sat patiently and listened to the story again.

"I need your opinion."

"I still can't figure out what you're looking for me for," Juliet gave Darcy a surprised look before she said to Brian, "Just wondering if Karl was engaged to me?" She smiled, "Actually, Not strictly an engagement, because on the day he decided to ask my father, he missed an appointment and something happened..."

"Ah, I know," Brian seemed excited at the answer, "that very famous affair that ruined his career as a lawyer—so that was another motive."

Juliet looked at him gently and said, "You seem to have made a decision in your heart. If that's the case, what difference does it make if you don't listen to my opinion?"

The unconcealable irony in it made Brian feel refreshed all of a sudden. He didn't even care about Darcy's bluish complexion. He stared at Juliet with piercing eyes, and asked as if smelling something, "Excuse me, Darcy." Mrs. Xi, do you think that Mr. Carl still loves you, and you still can't let go of him?"

"Absurd!" Darcy couldn't help exclaiming, "Is it true that the police are entangled in these messy whims? Just rely on your wild guesses?"

"The details often reflect the truth, Mr. Darcy," Brian looked at him like a poor husband wearing a cuckold, and pointed to his eyes triumphantly, "I can see it."

Juliet stretched out her hand to hold Darcy's fist on her lap, and still said in a gentle tone, "I'm afraid you misunderstood, Mr. Brian. My husband is Darcy. Carl and I grew up together." My friend, there are no other factors except friendship. Every word I say comes from sincerity, but if you convict Karl casually, I have to hold you accountable."

"Mrs. Darcy, I have no right to determine whether he is guilty or not. I am just collecting evidence."

"Listen to me, Mr. Superintendent," said Juliet earnestly, "Carl loves the law very much, and as far as I know him, he will never do anything against the law."

Brian touched the beard on his lips, and he didn't know if he had listened. He seemed to be a little complacent and replied, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mrs. Darcy."

He stood up and looked at Juliet with a very intriguing look.

Darcy immediately stood up to block his sight, "Mr. Brian, I think I have the right to ask you, and the gentleman behind you who is writing and drawing with a pen, to keep silent about what my wife said. If, Because of this case, gossip about my wife is spreading from a certain corner..."

"Of course, of course," Brian immediately assured, "I'm very knowledgeable about time." He stretched out his hand as a gesture of keeping secrets, and with the utmost sincerity tore up the record about Juliet on the little policeman's notepad behind him.

After the two guests left, Darcy saw that she was still sitting on the sofa with a frowning expression, and couldn't help saying, "You know him so well that you can vouch for him in front of the police, Mrs. Darcy. Then , how well do you know your husband?"

Juliet raised her head, looked at him for a while, and said slowly, "I at least understand that there is a strong sour taste in your words at this time."

The author has something to say: He said that he would not write the plot to solve the case (I have no brains to write ^~~>_<~~~), but at the request of the girls, I will solve Eleanor^