Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

Another dance music sounded, and the people around Mary went to find their dance partners.Mary stood up and paced around, soothing her stiff legs and feet, and took a glass of tequila from the waiter, and sipped it bit by bit.

A tall man walked towards her, his back was straight, his gait was very steady, and he exuded a forceful aura.Mary's eyes slid across his face, and then looked away lightly.

Feeling her carelessness, Darcy paused slightly and continued to move forward.

"Miss Mary, may I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?" He bent over, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his cold expression was enough to scare most girls.

"I'm sorry, I don't like dancing." Mary shook her head, and the reason for her refusal was direct and straightforward.She hadn't been invited to dance for a long time, and the man probably wasn't a resident of Longborn and didn't know her habits.

There was no disappointment on Darcy's face, he had expected this result a long time ago.Miss Mary was as frank as he imagined, and this no doubt added to his favor.

"How is Turandot?" He brought up the pre-thought-out topic.

"It's much better, and I will fully recover in two months." Mary bowed her head and drank lightly, her wet pink lips exuded a seductive brilliance under the light.

Darcy's eyes stopped and then quickly moved away, silently bowing his head to drink.

Mary smiled at him and was about to take her leave when Catherine and Lydia ran up and bumped her hard.The wine glass in his hand tilted, and all the amber liquid spilled on Darcy's coat, giving him a cold touch through the fabric.

"I'm very sorry!" Mary took out a handkerchief and wiped Darcy's dirty coat.The jacket is simply black, so as not to make him too ugly.

The girl's movements were careful and gentle, but Darcy frowned.He looked back and found Catherine and Lydia winking at them not far away.It reminded him of the ladies who played pranks to attract his attention, and Mary's refusal before seemed like a hard-to-get trick.His face darkened, and he felt the anger of being deceived and deceived.

"I can wipe it myself." Darcy took two steps back and took Mary's handkerchief, with a trace of disgust in his indifferent tone.His birth and wealth would always get him into similar troubles, which was why he didn't like the company of strangers.But he didn't expect that he would be confused one day.How could he have thought that Miss Mary was a frank lady?

Of course you will be angry if you are wronged.Mary didn't notice the abnormality in his attitude, and turned her head to stare at the two little sisters.They always take pleasure in watching her change her face or make a fool of herself.

Receiving the dissatisfied gaze from their sister, Catherine and Lydia made faces and walked away happily.They are just curious if the strong Mary can deal with the arrogant Mr. Darcy.

Darcy wiped the wine stains on his coat, and when he looked up, he found that Mary was looking at him quietly.He no longer had any interest in talking to this young lady, so he nodded and was about to leave.

"Please stay," Mary called him quickly.

"May I ask what else you want?" Darcy showed an impatient look on his face.

"Can I have the handkerchief back?" Mary asked, holding out her hand.If it was an ordinary handkerchief, he would take it as soon as he took it, but this one had her name embroidered on it, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders.

Darcy's expression was a little stiff, and only then did he notice what he was holding in his palm.He unfolded and folded the handkerchief, and saw a few lifelike butterflies on it, his eyes flickered: This is undoubtedly an exquisite handicraft, shouldn't it be given to the sweetheart?

"I'm very sorry, I almost forgot." He handed out the handkerchief, and smelled a unique scent at the end of his nose, which was stained on the handkerchief, but most of it came from Miss Mary's body.This discovery made him feel uncomfortable, and the disgust in his heart faded inexplicably.

"No, I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. Please forgive Catherine and Lydia. They are still young, and they will inevitably be naughty sometimes." Mary sincerely apologized, took the handkerchief and turned around to leave.

Finally, he noticed the clue from her generous and relentless attitude, Darcy frowned angrily, maybe he misunderstood Miss Mary!

"Please wait, Miss Mary." He stopped her, not knowing what to say when she turned around.He couldn't express the malicious speculation just now, which would definitely make her look down on herself and then loathe herself.

Darcy had never been so embarrassed before, his brain was running fast, and he found the topic after a while, "My housekeeper admires Miss Mary's cooking skills, especially the golden dessert you made last time. May I ask you Can you write down the recipe for her to watch and see.” The British don’t understand the secretive psychology of the Chinese people, and they always speak out about what they want.

Fortunately, Mary didn't make a living from this craft, so she asked with a smile, "Golden pastries? What kind?" Mrs. Bennet sent out a lot of pastries every day, and she really couldn't remember them.

"Long strips, wrapped in meat stuffing." Darcy described.

"That's spring rolls. I'll have them delivered to my house after I've written the recipe. May I ask who you are..." Mary tilted her head with doubts on her face.She was very sure that she didn't know this person herself, so someone must have brought her a friend.

Darcy's body instantly stiffened like a stone.If he still felt embarrassed before, now he feels ashamed, mixed with anger and loss.Even today, he and Mary have met three times, and even had dinner together, but she didn't know who she was, which showed that she had never paid attention to herself, even if she gave herself a small corner of her eye.It's ridiculous that before he thought she was using an excuse to attract his attention.

Darcy's handsome face was a little distorted. After a long silence, he said coldly, "Send it to Netherfield. I'm Darcy, Fitzwilliam Darcy."

Prosopagnosia finally exposed!Hearing Darcy's self-introduction squeezed out between teeth, Mary wanted to cover her face.She doesn't have a high degree of recognition of the faces of foreign people, and she used to muddle through them vaguely, and she became familiar with them after a long time.But for strangers who have only met twice, and the kind of strangers who cannot have a deeper intersection, she generally doesn't care.She couldn't remember any of the people in Netherfield, except Bingley, who had plans for Jane.After talking for a long time, she didn't figure out the identity of the other party, and she was exposed in the end. She wanted to dig a hole and go down.

The princess's psychological quality is strong, she raised her jaw, her elegant smile showed no trace of embarrassment, she slightly bent her knees and said, "I will deliver it to the house tomorrow morning. Then, goodbye Mr. Darcy." Looking deeply After glancing at the other party, keeping his body shape, hair color, and eye color in mind, Mary turned around and left calmly.

"Goodbye." Darcy bent down, and his face returned to calm when he straightened up.

"Poor Darcy, Miss Mary obviously poured wine on you on purpose, what is she trying to do?" Miss Bingley came over with a fan and asked meaningfully.

"Obviously, she's taken a fancy to you Darcy. In order to attract the attention of her sweetheart, girls will always use some cute tricks." In Bingley's eyes, everything in the world is beautiful, and he is very firm In my opinion, Mary sparked a spark with her best friend.Didn't you see how rich their expressions were just now?This is rare in Darcy.

"Unfortunately, things are not as you imagined. What happened just now was a complete accident. Miss Mary has no special feelings for me." (She can't even remember who I am!)

Hiding the last sentence, Darcy felt unprecedented embarrassment, and it was the first time that he was so completely ignored.Pursing his thin lips, he asked in a deep voice, "When will the dance end? I don't want to stay any longer!"

"Me too! Shallow dialogue, messy dance floor, boring card game, I don't want to stay for a second! Let's go Charles!" Miss Bingley echoed.From Darcy's words, she heard forbearance and some kind of extremely deep loss, which made her flustered.

As the main character of the dance, it is very rude to leave early.But Darcy's attitude was very firm, and Caroline kept urging, and Bingley had to say goodbye to Sir Lucas.

The group delayed for another 10 minutes before leaving.Mary looked at the stiff back of Darcy leaving in a hurry, and sighed with her forehead.How to do?She seems to have offended Sir Lucas' most important guest!

Darcy went into the room alone as soon as he got back to Netherfield, and Caroline, Horst, and Bingley played a few rounds of cards before falling asleep.Darcy was the first to wake up the next morning, sitting in the living room with a blank expression and flipping through the newspaper.

"Mr. Darcy, the Bennett family sent something, and they asked you to unpack it yourself." The butler came in holding a huge cardboard box.

Darcy was stunned for a moment, although his thick and stylish eyebrows were furrowed tightly, he still quickly opened the paper box.There are three layers in the carton, and each layer is divided into four compartments, filled with all kinds of snacks. The rich aroma wafts in the air, making people salivate.The butler swallowed vaguely, and reluctantly left the hall.

"In order to make up for yesterday's faux pas, I hope you like it. Next time we meet, please allow me to take the initiative to kneel in front of you and pay tribute to Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy." The gorgeous Gothic font reads.A few sheets of paper are attached under the note, and the method of making each snack in the box is recorded in detail.

The negative emotions that had been entangled all night dissipated in an instant, and Darcy stared at the note, feeling eager anticipation for the next meeting between the two.

"Oh my god, what's this smell?" Horst ran down the stairs, saw the cardboard box on the table, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, Miss Mary's snacks! So many? So happy!"

"What's written on it? Let me see." Bingley followed behind his brother-in-law, stuffing snacks into his mouth while snatching Darcy's note.

The snacks were looted, the note was snatched away, Darcy felt that his belongings had been taken away, a surge of anger rose in his heart and he quickly suppressed it with reason.

"You still say that Miss Mary has no special feelings for you? Look, how beautiful and touching the last sentence is! She wants to get close to you, and she's outspoken!" Bingley was already intoxicated by his imagination.

"It's not what you think." Darcy denied flatly, but his brown eyes were shining brightly.

"Oh, here's the recipe! I've been worrying about how I'll live after leaving Miss Mary's cooking skills, so I can rest assured!" Horst raised a few pieces of paper in his hand.

"Darcy, don't hesitate any longer. Since Miss Mary likes you, hurry up and marry her home. In this way, you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life." Horst encouraged, with a serious tone, and Bingley also echoed .

"I repeat, it's not what you think! Miss Mary and I don't have any special feelings. What's more, the gap between us is too big, we will never be together!" Darcy emphasized his tone, and his cold and serious expression made him feel One has to believe it.

Bingley and Horst looked at each other and shrugged, and decided not to tease him anymore, but instead competed for the food on the table.Darcy would regret it if she didn't like such a good girl!