Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

After taking the medicine, Jane slept soundly. Mary and Elizabeth stayed by her bedside, changing the wet veil on her forehead every few minutes.Time passed quickly, and the sky outside the window darkened. Mary and Elizabeth went downstairs with exhausted faces, ready to solemnly thank their master.

In the living room, Miss Bingley put her hand on her forehead, "My God, where did Miss Mary get that terrible green liquid? I was shaking when Jane drank it! I even suspect that Miss Mary is a witch!"

"She said that Jane will recover soon, but now my worries are getting heavier and heavier! I think it is necessary to ask the doctor to go again!" Mrs. Horst suggested seriously.

"We should trust Miss Mary, she is a magical girl!" Horst said carelessly.

Bentley was so worried that he was in no mood to speak.

Darcy was holding a book in his hand, and hadn't turned a page for a long time.

"I got my medicine from an oriental medicine book." Mary walked into the hall, followed by Elizabeth.

Facing Mary's blue eyes, which seemed to be half a smile, Miss Bingley curled her lips with disdain, but her heart began to beat.

"Witch, it's a product of the Middle Ages. I didn't expect Miss Bingley's knowledge to be so far away from mine by hundreds of years." Mary's voice was melodious, but it made Miss Bingley blush with embarrassment.

Elizabeth lowered her head and covered her mouth, her shoulders shrugged slightly.

Darcy looked at Mary with a smile in his eyes.Since she was interested in teasing Caroline, it could be seen that Miss Bennet's condition had improved.

"Miss Mary, how is Jane?" Bingley didn't care about his sister, and asked Jane's situation as soon as he opened his mouth.

"She still has a low-grade fever. Wrap her in a thick quilt and sleep overnight, and she will recover tomorrow." Mary bowed to Bingley with a cautious tone, "Thank you Mr. Bingley for taking good care of Jane. There is something I can do for Mr. Bingley , the Bennett family will spare no effort."

This is what the head of the family said, but there is no sense of disobedience when it comes out of Mary's mouth.It is really hard to imagine how a girl who has just turned 18 has cultivated such a calm and unhurried aura.

Darcy's expression became thoughtful.He didn't realize that his attention to Miss Mary was getting stronger day by day.

"Where, this is what I should do." Bingley actually felt a little flattered.

"It's really better? Can we go up and see Jane?" Miss Bingley's tone was deeply suspicious.

"Please." Mary stretched out her hand to invite.

A group of people ran up the stairs with a thump, and stepped lightly when they opened the door.

After testing the temperature on Jane's forehead, Miss Bingley said reluctantly, "It's indeed much better."

Mrs. Horst took Mary's hand, and her attitude changed drastically. "What method did Miss Mary use? Can you teach me?" Her two-year-old son also often had a fever, which made her very worried.

"The method is very simple. I will write it to you later." Mary said in a low voice.

Her generosity immediately won Mrs. Horst's favor.If it wasn't for her sister, she wouldn't target Mary everywhere.

After a hasty dinner, Mary and Elizabeth stayed in Jane's room all night. Before they knew it, it was dawn. Mary stood up and stretched her sore shoulders, tucked the blanket for Elizabeth who was sleeping on the sofa, and walked downstairs lightly. Porridge.

The thick porridge soon made a gurgling sound, and she picked up the spoon to stir, and her head almost fell into the pot little by little with the stirring movement.If the scalding heat didn't wake her up in time, she might have been disfigured.

Mary sighed, rubbed her cheeks vigorously, saw the lemons in the fruit basket, picked the greenest one and cut it, raised her head, and squeezed the juice into her mouth.The smell of terror swept over her, and she woke up instantly.

"What are you doing?" A suspicious voice came from behind, she turned her head in a daze, her facial features were still wrinkled, and the corners of her mouth were full of juice.

Darcy pressed his fist to his lips, trying to hold back a smile that welled up in his throat.Miss Mary looks so silly now!

Mary's facial features returned to normal immediately, she gracefully wiped off the liquid from the corner of her mouth, and said calmly, "I just want to refresh myself." Why is Darcy always discovering her embarrassing side?They must be at odds!

"You didn't sleep all night?" Darcy asked with a frown as the smile disappeared from his eyes.

"Yes." Mary nodded nonchalantly, turned around to stir the porridge water, then quickly diced carrots, cucumbers and ham, and put them into the pot.

Darcy stood by the door and watched her back quietly, before leaving after a few minutes.

It was said in Longborn that Darcy was insolent and unapproachable.But as far as Mary was concerned, the gentleman was just taciturn.It just so happens that she likes to get along with taciturn people, and that feeling is very relaxed.In her previous life, she had lived for more than ten years and had never seen a foreigner. She really couldn't stand the way British men courted women.

Thinking of Darcy's tall physique, she fried a plate of bacon while the porridge was cooking.

"The early bird gets the worm, Mr. Darcy, your breakfast." Mary put the porridge and bacon on the dining table, and waved to Darcy who was reading the newspaper.The soft morning light fell on her, making her transparent, and fine dust was flying around her.

At this moment, Darcy could hardly feel the beating of his own heart.He put down the newspaper and walked over calmly.

The thick and creamy porridge flowed into his throat, and he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Neither of them is used to talking during meals, and the atmosphere in the restaurant is very quiet, with an indescribable tacit understanding.

It wasn't until Mary put down the spoon contentedly and wiped her mouth with a napkin that Darcy said slowly, "Miss Mary, I have asked the housekeeper to take over your work. Now, I suggest you go back to your room and sleep immediately."

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy." Mary was a little surprised, but more grateful.In fact, Mr. Darcy is a very careful and gentle gentleman.

"The second room on the left upstairs is your guest room. Do you need me to see you?" Seeing Mary's swaying footsteps, Darcy immediately pushed aside the chair and stood up.

"No, I can do it." Mary waved her hands without looking back, and floated upstairs.

Darcy stood at the stairs and watched him off, until the sound of closing the door, he continued to eat with peace of mind.

Elizabeth was awakened by a ray of morning light.She got up from the narrow sofa, and there was a click on her shoulders and back, which almost made her groan in pain.

"Did you wake up Miss Elizabeth? I saw that you were in a deep sleep, so I didn't wake you up." The housekeeper said politely with a basin of water, while a maid was wiping Jane's night sweat.Her high fever has subsided, and she is sleeping soundly now.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness. I didn't sleep until three o'clock in the morning yesterday." Elizabeth's voice was a little rough, and she was exhausted.There was no sign of Mary in the room. She thought that the housekeeper had replaced Mary and took care of Jane for a night, and she looked at the housekeeper with gratitude.

"Breakfast is ready, Miss Elizabeth, go down and have it." The housekeeper nodded.

Elizabeth thanked her again, and went downstairs after hastily washing up. When she saw Darcy in the living room reading the newspaper, her steps hesitated.She doesn't want to deal with this cold gentleman early in the morning, it will affect her mood for the whole day.

Darcy had already spotted her, and nodded to her expressionlessly.

What a pity that this handsome face was ruined by his dead facial nerves!Elizabeth slandered, and said to Darcy, "Good morning, Mr. Darcy."

"It's getting late, Miss Elizabeth."

Darcy didn't raise his head, but Elizabeth heard dissatisfaction from his indifferent tone.She gritted her teeth and pointed to the sunlight outside the window, "It's ten past seven, and the sun has just risen, hasn't it?"

Darcy raised his head and glanced at her inexplicably, his thin lips moved slightly but he did not speak in the end.How long Elizabeth likes to sleep doesn't care about his business, he has no right to accuse the other party.

Seeing Darcy continued to look down at the newspaper again, Elizabeth felt that he was a little puzzled, secretly rolled her eyes and walked towards the kitchen.Bringing out a bowl of porridge, she took a sip of the white bread, put down the spoon in surprise, and sighed, "Oh my god, Mary didn't sleep all night!"

She tasted it, the breakfast was made by Mary, and it had been slightly cooled.Having made breakfast so early, it can be seen that Mary has not slept and has been looking after Jane all night.I am so remiss of duty!

Feeling very guilty, Elizabeth stood up and was going to see Mary to express her apology.

"She just slept, it's best not to disturb her." When passing by the living room, Darcy suddenly said.

Elizabeth paused, and nodded hesitantly to Darcy, "Thank you for your reminder." She finally knew why the gentleman said 'it's getting late' before.

Sitting back to eat sullenly, Elizabeth's guilt was quickly replaced by surprise.Look what she has discovered, Mr. Darcy seems to have an extraordinary interest in Mary!Indifferent and arrogant Darcy?This is not her illusion, is it?

After looking at Darcy several times in a row, Elizabeth smiled strangely.

Jane was still ill, and Mary didn't sleep well, but she woke up after four hours, and found that Jane was in good spirits, and finally let go of her high-hanging heart.

She and Elizabeth took turns reading to Jane, and in the afternoon her eyelids began to get heavy again.

"Mary, I want you to go back to the room and sleep now! Jane will be taken care of by me." Elizabeth forcefully pushed Mary into the guest room, took off her clothes and pressed her into the bed.

Mary hugged the quilt dumbfounded, her silky blond hair was messed up by Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked at her for a long time, and suddenly her expression became serious. She grabbed her shoulders and asked, "Mary, what do you think of Mr. Darcy?"

"Have you taken a fancy to him?" Mary raised her eyebrows.

"No, no, what nonsense are you talking about!" Elizabeth almost wanted to scream.She shook Mary's shoulders, grinded her back molars and threatened, "Say it if you tell me!"

"Gentle and careful, taciturn, and thoughtful." Mary detailed her impression of Darcy.

Are you sure you mean Mr. Darcy?Elizabeth felt like she was going to collapse, but Mary quickly pulled her back from the brink.

She went on to add, "Although Mr. Darcy is a true gentleman, I would advise you not to lose your heart to him. Do you know his family background? In order to get rid of the title of businessman, he His father was committed to marrying nobles. In Mr. Darcy’s generation, he must marry a noble lady to fulfill his father’s behest before he has a title. Under his taciturn appearance, he hides a calm, rational, Shrewd and capable. This kind of person will not be carried away by so-called love, unless you are an angel."

She grabbed Elizabeth's arm firmly and asked seriously, "Are you an angel descending to earth, Elizabeth?"

"No, I'm absolutely not!" Elizabeth quickly waved her hands, feeling that the current situation was a bit upside down.

"Very well, I will remember your words." Mary nodded with satisfaction, and sent the dazed Elizabeth out of the room.

Elizabeth didn't react until she walked back to Jane's room. She was frustrated that she had lost control of her words, but thinking that Mr. Darcy might be in trouble, she laughed heartily again, making Jane confused.