Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

Mary took the gun from Darcy, sat down beside him, and raised the barrel to find a target.

Darcy pressed the barrel of the gun with his hand, and warned solemnly, "Miss Mary, never point a gun at anyone, even if there is no bullet in it."

"I'm sorry Mr. Darcy, I will pay attention." Mary stroked the barrel of the gun while apologizing, with a novel expression on her face.

The white and slender fingertips slide slowly on the black gun barrel. The contrast between black and white, rigidity and softness strongly attracts the attention of others.The cold gun, the beautiful girl, this is a beauty with great contrast, revealing a shuddering tenderness.

Darcy didn't know where this wonderful feeling came from, but he just couldn't take his eyes off the girl's fingertips.He felt that his throat was dry and his heart was beating abnormally.

"I'll give it back to you, Mr. Darcy." The girl's clear voice broke the charm that enveloped him, his Adam's apple trembled for a moment, and he took the gun expressionlessly.

"Autumn is the best time for hunting," Mary narrowed her eyes and smiled as she recalled, "If you catch a wild rabbit, it's best to roast it and eat it on the spot, pick some fresh and tender mushrooms and stuff them into your belly, As long as you sprinkle some salt on the outside, it is a rare delicacy. The smell of burnt meat can make people intoxicated."

Darcy felt a little hungry.

He looked at the girl with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Miss Mary has been hunting? Then come with us."

The moment he exited, he felt a little regretful.Only the extravagant and lustful aristocrats would bring women and groups of hounds with them when hunting, so that they could enjoy the women's ardent admiration and gorgeous words of praise when the hounds bit their prey.

Darcy, however, resents this.What he wants is a true sense of the contest with nature, full of blood and passion.

"No, I'm just imagining." Mary shook her head in denial, then pulled the hem of her skirt and said, "My wide skirt will bring you countless troubles, and eventually make myself miserable. So, in order to avoid making a fool of myself, I still I won’t go.” The women here can only wear skirts, without riding clothes and exercise clothes, which is another form of imprisonment.

Hearing Mary's unhesitating refusal, Darcy felt ashamed of his attempt to repent.He found that Miss Mary was very calm and self-possessed, and could always make the most sensible choice.This is a great advantage, which even many men cannot achieve.

"Darcy, can I go with you?" Miss Bingley came over and asked enthusiastically.

"No, Caroline, I can't take care of you when the hunt starts, it's dangerous." Darcy refused flatly, and then loaded the shotgun with bullets.

Can't take care of me but can take care of Mary?Miss Bingley almost shook his shoulder questioningly.Fortunately, Bingley appeared in time and asked Darcy to pick a horse, which brought her back to her senses.

Elizabeth, who seemed to be doing needlework but was actually watching a play, smiled unkindly.Indifferent to everyone, only to those who care, so it seems that Mr. Darcy is actually an excellent husband candidate.

The men rode their horses into the forest, and the heavy fallen leaves covered the sound of the horses' hoofs, and from time to time, phantoms swayed between the beams of light created by the gaps in the leaves.

"Darcy, I think I saw a wild deer running past," Bingley said in a low voice.

"That's not an illusion, I saw it too." Sir Lucas nodded in agreement.

"Chasing to the north, there are hoof prints and feces here." Mr. Jin took the lead.

The crowd quickly followed.

The joy of hunting is in finding and chasing.They surrounded the deer without shooting it, but ran with it through the woods, waiting until they had had their fill of it, and struck it down.The harder it runs, the greater their sense of accomplishment.

Darcy stuck to his position, not letting the wild deer break through. Suddenly, a gray shadow flashed across the grass. He was stunned, and immediately rode his horse to chase after it.

The wild deer saw the timing and escaped from the gap he made.

"Darcy, what are you doing!" Host shouted in frustration.

Darcy ignored him, quickly disappeared into the jungle, and returned shortly afterwards with a hare.

"My God, I really can't understand! You gave up the wild deer for a rabbit?" Horst rolled his eyes in despair.

"Actually, the rabbit is not bad." The good old man Bentley quickly mediated.

Horst glared at the two of them, then turned and followed Sir Lucas.

Darcy tied the rabbit to the saddle and slowly loaded the shotgun.

"Hunting rabbits requires more skill than hunting wild deer." He said in a flat tone, and then quickly got on his horse and disappeared in the depths of the jungle.

Bentley was in a dilemma for a moment, and finally followed Darcy.

The sun was about to set, and Sir Lucas and his party brought dry food and tents and prepared to spend the night in the jungle.Bingley was thinking about Jane and urged the three of them to go back first.

Horst was a little displeased, but Darcy agreed without hesitation. He picked a lot of pine mushrooms when he left, and four or five hares hung on the saddle.

"You are finally back!" Miss Bingley and Mrs. Horst, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, went up happily.

Mary and Elizabeth nodded and smiled at the men from afar.

"Show me your harvest." Miss Bingley circled around the three of them.

Darcy got off his horse, untied several hares and a bag of mushrooms, and went straight to Mary, "Miss Mary, how about roasted rabbit with mushrooms tonight?"

Horst, who had been complaining non-stop, was immediately pleased.Miss Mary's extraordinary cooking skills are enough to comfort his disappointment that he did not hunt wild deer.

Mary was a little surprised.She took the hare and the pine mushroom, and her eyes couldn't help but stay on Darcy's handsome face.Did this rabbit hit her on purpose?But seeing Darcy's expressionless face, she felt that she must have thought too much.

Because of her gaze, Darcy felt that the fatigue of the day was slowly disappearing.

Rabbits in autumn are very fat, and the meat is also fresh and tender. Whether it is roasted, stewed, or fried, it will show the most unique flavor.

The butler asked the servant to skin the rabbits, and then stood silently in the corner of the kitchen, observing how Miss Mary cooked them.In the few days since Miss Mary's visit, she has learned something that she could never learn in her whole life.

Mary cut several rabbits in half, or cut them into small pieces, or marinated them whole in spices for later use.After two hours of busy work, a roasted rabbit with marsala sauce, a roasted whole rabbit with cumin, a rabbit roll with creamy mushroom sauce, a roasted rabbit with kidney beans, and a stewed rabbit with mushrooms are freshly baked , with a few plates of white bread and vegetable salad.

The strong smell of meat filled the entire Netherfield, and Horst ran to the kitchen door several times to ask when the meal could be served, his eyes were green like wolves.

"Darcy, I have to admit that you are very wise to give up wild deer and hunt rabbits! If I miss such a feast because of deer hunting, I will definitely regret it!" Horst's eating looks very eager , turned around and exclaimed loudly to Mary, "Miss Mary, you are the best girl I have ever seen! You have a pair of magical hands!"

Mary smiled and gave Darcy a thoughtful look.

Darcy didn't say a word. A few minutes later, when Horst stopped his endless admiration, he looked straight at Mary and asked in a gentle voice, "Miss Mary, the taste of roasted rabbit meat is different from your imagination. Deviation?"

"It deviates too much." Mary shook her head. Seeing Darcy pursing her lips with a disappointed expression on her face, she added, "It lacks the smell of burning leaves, but the taste is almost the same. I like it very much."

With a smile in Darcy's eyes, he gave her a little nod, and resumed his meal.Afterwards, whatever Miss Bingley said could no longer attract his attention, and he was already completely immersed in the wonderful enjoyment of his taste buds.

Jane also used a lot of pine mushrooms to stew rabbit meat, and felt that her condition improved a lot, so she wanted to go for a walk in the living room.She had been lying in bed for two days, her bones were brittle.

Bentley is more excited than ever to have Jane on board.He sat down next to Jane, kept asking her if she was cold, if she had a headache, brought her blankets, and fueled her fire, and walked around her without taking a breath.

Jane's heart is as sweet as eating honey, and the smile on her face is even more beautiful.

Mary and Elizabeth watched the interaction between the two as if they were watching a play.Mary thinks that this pair is promising, and maybe she should add makeup to Jane; Elizabeth secretly complains that the way men please women is the same.Bingley completely imitated Darcy's behavior before. If he remembered to add a pot of hot black tea to Jane, he might surpass Darcy in being considerate.

Mrs. Horst and Miss Bingley pushed aside their brothers, sincerely and warmly condolences to Jane, and then took her to play cards, thinking that this would clear up her mind that had been dazed for two days and one night.

Bingley lost the chance to talk more with his sweetheart, but he still sat beside her with a smile on his face, watching her play cards.

"Mary, come and play, don't you feel bored sitting all the time?" Elizabeth was forced into the group by them, trying to find Mary to save the scene.

"No, you know I'm not very good at poker." Mary shook her head.

"It's okay, Miss Mary, Comos is not difficult, as long as you are lucky enough." Host said enthusiastically.He liked Miss Mary so much that he would have liked to have more company with her.

Mary smiled and waved.

"Let Mr. Darcy watch for you. He is a master and very lucky. In the past few days, I have never seen him lose when playing cards." Elizabeth blinked.

Miss Bingley smiled contemptuously, but Darcy never joined in the fun.

"Yes." Darcy, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, looking directly at the girl with deep eyes, his voice was low and magnetic, "Miss Mary, come and draw cards, Komos's gameplay is very simple, you can teach me as you play." .”

Mary couldn't break away from his focused gaze, so she nodded helplessly.

Miss Bingley looked at her several times with eyes full of grievances and resentment.