When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

The early morning of winter is really suitable for snuggling up in bed and sleeping comfortably.The dark red velvet curtains in Wu Zhao's bedroom in Netherfield were tightly closed.Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the snow on the ground was shining bright white, but the bedroom was dark and drowsy.

Wu Zhao slept until ten o'clock in the morning, and then lazily got up from the bed under Sara's urging.

Qing Niang and Sara came up to change her clothes, Wu Zhao stretched out his hands slightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

Sara squatted down and straightened the skirt for her, and replied with a smile: "It's getting late, the clock has struck ten o'clock for a long time——if you don't get up again, the young lady's breakfast will be completely cold. "

When Wu Zhao heard that Qingniang made the breakfast, his drowsiness was swept away immediately, and he couldn't help laughing: "Breakfast made by Qingniang? It's been a while since I've eaten it! Even if the cook at Pemberley asked you to teach me You also know a little about the surface, but the essence inside is not half as good as yours!"

Qing Niang was standing a little far away, looking at Wu Zhao's clothing for any inappropriateness, and she was happy to hear this, "Listen to Sara's nonsense, I put it on the small stove to heat up, and it won't cool down!"

"It's delicious even when it's cold." Wu Zhao himself looked at his clothes in the mirror, and replied with a smile as he walked to the living room, "You woke up early enough—what did you do in the morning?"

Qing Niang hurriedly took her coat and followed, and she still didn't forget to take a look at Sara when she had time. Hearing this, she couldn't help laughing and said, "It's nothing, a basket of crystal shrimp dumplings, a basket of steamed cakes, and white dragon squid. It's funny to say, I'll make it." The meal happened to meet Mr. Bingley passing by, so I became so greedy. I left about two bowls of white dragon meat, and I thought he would eat it as soon as he left-and I asked why you didn’t come to eat with me!"

Wu Zhao was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, and at this moment he could imagine Bingley's appearance, shook his head and smiled, "I can imagine, he is a naive person—by the way, I sent it to my brother. No?"

"Give it away, a bowl of soup with rice dumplings and half a basket of steamed cakes passed by. Mr. Darcy should still go down to have a meal together, so I didn't make much." Cai lowered his head and replied, "If you wait a little longer, it's almost time for lunch. I know that you were so exhausted yesterday that people have told you that you are not feeling well and won't go in the morning."

Wu Zhao nodded slightly to show that he understood, and said casually, "Stuter..."

She wanted to ask about it and sent it to Stuart, but just after saying a name, she suddenly remembered the night talk with Darcy yesterday, she smiled and shook her head, "Forget it, I just said it casually." , No need to let my brother know how much he cares."

Qing Niang only heard one name, and hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to send it to Earl Stuart?"

Wu Zhao shook his head dispiritedly, waved his hands lazily and said, "That's all, no need."

At this time, she really missed the wantonness of the past, at least she didn't have to think so much about recruiting a few male pets.

Qing Niang was puzzled, but she was also used to not asking questions, so she simply smiled and lifted the silver cover covering the dishes, "Your Majesty, please use."

Wu Zhao just had feelings for a while, and when he smelled the scent, he couldn't wait to pick up a fork and put a steamed dumpling into his mouth, and he still complained: "I'm still not used to this knife and fork, I always feel like I'm drinking blood When will you find a way to get some chopsticks from us, the ones you make yourself won’t work.”

Even though he is now in Georgiana's body, Wu Zhao still unconsciously recognizes himself as a person from the Tang Dynasty. In the past two years, he has been trying to understand what his original territory is like. Unfortunately, there are only a few expensive and precious imported products that have been handed down all the time. , but rarely hear other news.

Wu Zhao really hadn't tasted Qingniang's handicrafts for a long time, and this time he accidentally burned his tongue, so he couldn't bear to spit it out, so he quickly swallowed it and beckoned for warm tea. Pain, "Tongue is hot!"

"Don't burn it!" Qing Niang hurriedly came to her, tilted her head to look at it in the sunlight, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing, it's a little red."

Sara raised her hand to pour tea, and said angrily, "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so anxious, it can't be a while."

Wu Zhao knew that he had lost his composure, and he also laughed in his heart when he came here. He was carefree, and because of the care of others, he was a little more reckless and reckless, so he just smiled and didn't say anything about Sarah, enjoying himself slowly. It was delicious.

Qing Niang's craftsmanship is really impressive. The crystal skin of the shrimp dumplings melts in the mouth, the fillings are fragrant and delicious, and the steamed cakes are soft and sweet. These are all made by using new materials after coming here.

Bailong 釛 is a good dish in the Tang Dynasty. It uses fresh sea fish with few spines, no phosphorus, tender and meaty. It is carefully cut into thin fish sticks, and then cut into filaments like swimming fish. The so-called " "White Dragon" is this thing.

In case only the fish tastes fresh enough but not plump enough, shredded pork that is thinner than fish shreds is added in it. In the past, Qingniang of Tang Dynasty added water shield once, and the taste is also very good, but unfortunately this time I can't eat it.

Even though he was no longer in the court, the sound of tableware clashing during Wu Zhao's meal was still barely audible, and his manners were perfect.But the speed was not slow at all, and he stopped after a while, took the tea handed by Sarah, rinsed his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "It's not good to go down too late, get ready, let's go to the reception room on the first floor .”

Qing Niang and Sara hurriedly bowed their heads in agreement.

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In the living room downstairs, Darcy and Bingley's family were all there. Bingley's brother-in-law, Mr. Hurst, was entertaining himself with a handful of bridge cards. It seemed that he was still trying to persuade the Bingley sisters to join him, "Fiona, Ka Lorraine, are you really not coming to play a game of bridge? This is the best pastime in winter!"

Mrs. Hurst looked at him with a new-style hat, and ignored him. Instead, Caroline smiled a little boredly: "Mr. Hurst, even if we count both of us, you still can't make enough money." Game."

She cast her eyes suggestively at Darcy, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, frowning and flipping through a law book with seriousness.

It's a pity that Mr. Hurst didn't understand her meaning at all. Instead, he asked Bingley earnestly, "Charles, are you coming?"

Bentley stared at the stairs in disbelief, Huh

Ster called him for a long time but didn't hear him.Now Mrs. Hurst couldn't help being curious, she put down her hat and asked loudly: "Charles! You have been staring at this staircase all morning, are you waiting for someone?"

She intentionally glanced at Caroline and Darcy with her head down, hinting that after all, everyone knew that Wu Zhao was the only one who was still upstairs.

Caroline remembered the scene in the morning, and couldn't help covering her face and chuckling. It was really funny that Bingley's mouth hadn't been wiped clean, but she didn't think of anything else, which doesn't mean Darcy didn't hear Fiona's implication.

Darcy shook the book in his hand, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened.

Not wanting to wait for Darcy to speak, Stuart, who had been leaning on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace with his back to the crowd, spoke in a low tone, "Mrs. Hurst, I think you should play bridge and let the calculation take over." your brain."

Hearing his words, in such a warm room, Fiona, Mrs. Hurst shivered. She glanced at Stuart in fear, subconsciously retreated into the sofa, shut her mouth tightly and said nothing. Fa——Fiona is really terrified of this indifferent Lord Earl.

The Bingley family made their fortune from the business of their ancestors. Although they were rich, they were nothing in London where the rich and powerful gathered.At the prom that year, old Mr. Bingley took great pains to squeeze her into an adult prom in the upper class, thinking that he could rely on his daughter to find a jazz, even if it was a down-and-out. social status.

Unexpectedly, the proud Mrs. Hurst fell in love with Stuart, who was taken by her mother to attend her cousin's coming-of-age ceremony. Although Stuart was only 16 years old at the time, he was already handsome and charming.

She fell in love with him almost as soon as she saw him, but the little Stuart was also a luminous body back then. Throughout the ball, noble ladies kept coming up to strike up a conversation. Fiona didn't dare to go up and compete with these noble ladies. He couldn't even take a chance, let alone say a word to Stuart.

Seeing that the ball was coming to an end, Fiona was very anxious. At this moment, Stuart, who had been stared at by her, left quietly!

Fiona Bingley didn't know where her self-confidence came from. At that time, she was sure that Stuart would fall in love with her at first sight, so she made a decision that she can't regret until now——Fiona was afraid that he would leave early, so she decided to secretly follow him. Go up there, trying to catch up with him before the dance is over.

She swore that when she followed Stuart to the backyard of the master's manor, what she saw was a nightmare that she would never want to think about again in her life!

He obviously almost forgot about it, but how could he expect to meet this demon again in his brother's manor now!

Mrs. Hurst couldn't help but looked at Stuart in horror, shrinking back and forth in fear.

At this time, Bentley's excited shouting voice was simply heavenly!

"Miss Young Lady, oh no, I mean Miss Darcy, you're coming down!"