Chapter15 You are not Mr. Rochester!

After escaping from Mrs. Catherine's all-round training^, everyone in the carriage heaved a sigh of relief, including Mr. Darcy, who has always been moody and angry, and also showed a hint of arrogance and pickiness.

However, Mr. Darcy, who exudes "Don't get close to acquaintances, I don't want to see you, I'm in a trance, you all go away" has completely failed to attract Jane's attention——she stared at the scenery on the road intently, delighted Waves of praise and admiration came to my heart one after another.

The natural handwriting and artificial fine carving are seamlessly blended together, forming the beautiful and moving scenery of Derbyshire.

Even if the sky is still gloomy and the clouds are still hanging low, the endless open hills and rolling low mountains are still refreshing.

The lines of the mountains are like low and beautiful cello music, covered with carpet-like fluffy pastures.Occasionally, a few shrubs are dotted, making the gentle music in front of you change and turbulent.

They sat in a comfortable four-wheeled carriage and galloped along the road paved with white stones.Jane took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of grass between every molecule, and was satisfied.She simply tore off the hat strap, took off the hat, and let her long golden hair flutter into a shining banner, a light and brilliant cloud in the wind that hit her face.

Jane has always enjoyed being on the road more than getting to her destination.

She was finally on the road.

So, immersed in the joy of the road, Jane ignored someone's tranced and persistent eyes that often fell on her.

The perceptive Elizabeth naturally would not ignore these details, she saw all his restless and wandering eyes, but...

The grim Mr. Darcy associated with "falling in love"?A strong sense of disobedience welled up in my heart.

With a calm gossip in mind, Elizabeth decided to observe for a while.Mr. Darcy's goodwill either froze in icebergs or revealed his secrets in silence.

But when the sisters climbed up the weathered rocks and looked out over the fields below and beyond, Mr. Darcy and all was forgotten.

Mr. Darcy who was ignored: "..."

He cleared his throat, and suggested weakly: "If you two don't mind, Pemberley has more beautiful woods and gardens..."

The two light-bodied sisters jumped off the boulder in an astonishing posture, and said in unison, "Can we reach Pemberley before dark?"

Mr. Bingley: "You have scared my soul out of me, dear." He stepped forward and took Elizabeth's hand, his face pale.

Elizabeth smiled at him with a red face, and Mr. Bingley couldn't say a word of concern and reproach, so he could only hold Elizabeth's arm tightly, and said weakly: "If you accidentally fall, I..." Then Under the mischievous and sweet gaze of his wife, the voice became lower and lower until it was completely silenced.

The sour water was bubbling endlessly in the stuffing of the steamed stuffed bun, and it almost turned into a dumpling filled with soup.

I also want a gentle and good man...

Hey, why does Mr. Darcy always look this way, frowning in fear that people will have a good impression of him...

Jane glared at the frowning Mr. Darcy, turned around briskly, got into another carriage, and left him to Miss Bingley, who was always coveting the seat next to him.

She dared to stare at Mr. Darcy... She became more and more courageous.Simple and objective self-evaluation.

With this stare, Mr. Darcy's polite and arrogant words like "Please be careful, otherwise I can't explain to your father" were choked back into the depths of the iceberg.

Choking hard.

After turning a small bend, the staggered branches receded, and a quiet lake with sparkling lights and a grand mansion came into view without warning.This is not an English-style manor that is full of piercing and artificial traces. Every scene on both sides of the bank is embellished neither rigidly nor artificially.

The music of untainted nature and the thick and dignified stone symphony are played in perfect harmony.

"To be the hostess of Pemberley, everything is worth it." Mrs. Gardiner sighed.

"But the hostess of the manor will be very busy." Elizabeth teased the host mischievously, "Such a beautiful manor makes the owner of the manor even more amiable!"

Mr. Darcy's face did not show the slightest trace of "amiable".

Next, in front of the queue of male servants wearing white wigs and leggings, a blond girl in a lotus-colored hat and purple flowers on a white background politely and shyly greeted her master.She was tall and beautiful, like a Greek god dotted on the green grass.The housekeeper's wife welcomed the guests into the house in a courteous manner, and Mr. Darcy and Miss Darcy led the tour.

They passed the white marble balustrades and doorways, the lovely little room walled with books in which the late Mrs. The sofa, the oil painting by Miss Darcy, the harp and piano just delivered, the window that can have a panoramic view of the lake and mountains... Mr. Darcy rarely showed a milder look, and said in a more normal tone: "Do you like this piano, Georgiana?"

"I like it so much, brother." Georgiana is tall and plump, with a figure and skeleton similar to that of her brother. From a distance, she looks like a Greek goddess. Arrogant and fussy are so much cuter.

"I know you are passionate about music. You play the piano and sing all day long, and you have extraordinary insights into music!" Elizabeth fell in love with this beautiful and shy girl with deer-like eyes at first sight. The tall little girl Georgiana.

"You are too much, my piano skills are very poor..." Georgiana lowered her head, her fair face flushed red.She looked at Elizabeth from under her eyelashes, and her expression became more like a docile and innocent fawn, "I mean, but I really like music very much. I am very much looking forward to your piano and singing skills, and you, Miss Jane... I listen I have said many things about you...my brother said that he has rarely seen you two with such pleasant piano skills and singing skills..."

Mr. Darcy, your sister's words would be more convincing if you relaxed your facial muscles an extra tenth of an inch.

Miss Darcy's meek and shy but innocent and sincere appearance inspired Jane's motherhood to the greatest extent (Dong Fog). She took Georgiana's other arm, with a bright smile and curved eyebrows: "If you must ask, we will not Will reject the angelic Miss Darcy. But it needs to be reminded that your brother thinks too highly of us, maybe he is a person who likes to joke with his sister?"

Georgiana immediately approached Jane, blinking her big eyes, and said in a sincere to slightly aggrieved tone: "Oh no, Miss Jane, you are too modest, my brother never exaggerates the facts, he has always been an honest and fair person, maybe occasionally Too lenient with me."

If she hadn't read the original book of "Pride and Prejudice", Jane would never believe that Darcy, who is harsh and critical, would indulge others too much.

When she realized that this old-fashioned and serious British gentleman had condoned her rudeness and recklessness time and time again, laughed at her most outrageous words and deeds, and silently cleaned up the mess she left...they had long been far away from each other. In life, there is no intersection of time and space.

At that time, Jane was finally able to withdraw her resentment towards the Great God of Time Traveling, thanked him for appearing, thanked him for his kindness, touched his infatuation, and felt the growth he brought her.

"What an excellent brother." Here and now, Jane, who was unconscious, encouraged and said something that made Miss Darcy happy.

"Yes!" The little girl's admiring eyes sparkled, and she added proudly, "I can't find anyone with a better heart than him."

"Miss Bennet... May I have the honor to invite you to play and sing a song?" For some reason, Jane felt that the male host's brown eyes, which were always filled with "severe, arrogant, critical and calm", concealed a bit of embarrassment.

Therefore, the two sisters, who are quite talented in music and have undergone strict training by Mrs. Catherine, played a cheerful serenade with four hands, which won the praise of both the host and the guest, even Bentley, who has always been unwilling to give alms and praise easily. The lady had to applaud sincerely.

"It's so beautiful..." Miss Darcy had tears in her eyes and a smile on her mouth. "It's wonderful! Could you please play another song? For example... "Gold in the Stars"?"

Elizabeth stood up and said with a smile: "Even you have heard of "Gold in the Stars"? Did Charlie tell you?"

"No, it was my brother who told me." Miss Darcy responded with a gentle and shy smile.

"I have to praise your brother's taste, although I can't agree with him on most points." Elizabeth lowered her head, avoiding the eyes of everyone, and smiled mischievously at the little girl, "Even I was caught by Jane's "" "Gold on the Stars" moved tears to my eyes and my heart was surging!"

Elizabeth dragged her sister to the center of the bench, and said with an irresistible demand: "Come, dear Jane!"

This impeccable performance had a serious consequence: for days, wherever Miss Darcy appeared, the humming of "Gold in the Stars" wafted.

It was another sunny afternoon, and Pemberley was out in full force, walking and chatting along the sparkling calm lake.Jane was attracted by the fish that appeared from time to time on the golden, satin-like gray lake, so that she fell behind the large group.

"Miss Bennet..."

The sudden voice from behind made Jane stagger and almost fell into the lake.

A pair of strong arms encircled her from behind, preventing her from rushing forward.

Nima, don't act as a scary ghost once or twice, Mr. Darcy!

Mr. Darcy apologized for 3 minutes. When Jane almost believed that Bingberg was transforming into Mr. Collins's stupidity, the instigator who had nothing to say fell into a strange silence again.

How did you draw your lips in such a flat line, Mr. Darcy?And maintain muscle stiffness for 1 years?

After a few minutes of silence, Jane found that he strode up to her with a painful and excited look, and said with the look of an ancient Roman gladiator going to the Colosseum, or an ancient Greek martyr going to the execution ground: I can't hold on to it, I can't fight with myself, struggle desperately. My feelings can't be suppressed... You must allow me to tell you how much I admire and love you."

simple:"……"

After Mr. Darcy's official partner and Jane's official partner were forcibly dismantled by me, an outsider, and made into a pair, Master of Traveling, don't you want to maintain CP conservation?

"I knew my wishes would be against the wishes of my loved ones, against the opinions of my friends, not to mention against my reason. Our family backgrounds would make our feelings unacceptable, and my reason repeated. Tell yourself, but all this is in vain." Mr. Darcy's expression was tangled, painful and even distorted, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next moment.He continued to talk about the love that made him tortured with a kind of endless bitterness and hatred, "From the first time I saw you, from the moment I was stared into by your bright sea blue eyes, I felt When it comes to the strong affection and admiration for you. Although I have struggled and resisted again and again, this emotion is still out of the control of reason...I beg you, with the strongest desire and the most sincere emotion, to release my pain, please You became my wife. Jane! My hope—my love—my life! Jane, Jane..."

simple:"……"

You, Mr. Rochester, are possessed, Fitzwilliam Darcy.

Jane does not have the inviolable self-esteem of the second sister, she is good at empathy and is more considerate of each other, so she has no intention of scolding Mr. Darcy... In this situation, in this situation At this moment, there is only one sentence that lingers in Baozi's mind and lips over and over again:

Mr. Darcy, the concubine can't do it!

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