Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

It is undoubtedly extremely embarrassing to speak ill of someone behind their backs and still be caught by the person concerned.Miss Bingley's complexion changed, and finally she forced a smile and nodded to the three sisters.

"Ah! Are you going out for a walk too? What a coincidence..." Under Elizabeth's stare, she gradually lost her voice.

Darcy looked at Mary intently, clenched his right hand behind his back into a fist.He was waiting for Mary's reaction, hoping that she would taunt him with her usual sharp words, and then he could bend down and ask her forgiveness with the most sincere and earnest words.

What can Mary say?Arguing with others about whether you can marry a good family?No matter how high she is, she doesn't have such a thick skin, what's more, what Darcy said is all the truth, and she didn't slander herself.

She took a deep breath, smiled at the two of them, then turned around and left gracefully and quickly.

Jane and Elizabeth quickly followed.

Darcy was silent for a few minutes, then bent over to Miss Bingley and said, "Sorry, please allow me to leave first."

Freeing his arm, he walked toward Netherfield, at a hurry.

Miss Bingley cursed secretly, and caught up with her skirt.

In the living room, Mary was looking at the clothes that the housekeeper had just packed, picking out her sister's clothes and preparing to pack them.

Seeing her back, Darcy hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly walked over, bent deeply, and begged, "Miss Mary, can I talk to you alone for a while?"

The butler gave him a surprised look, and was about to leave knowingly, when Elizabeth called from upstairs, "Mary, Jane needs your help, come up quickly."

Mary breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Darcy, and quickly went upstairs with her clothes in her arms.

Darcy stared at her back, her thin lips pursed into a straight line.Well, wait until after lunch to apologize to Miss Mary, and perhaps she will be less angry by then.

Mary walked into Jane's room and said to Elizabeth, "Eliza, it's too late for you."

"I called you because I saw Darcy wanting to talk to you. Hurting others, can you make up for everything with just a 'sorry'? There is no such good thing in the world!" Elizabeth shook her arms disdainfully.

Mary's eyes darkened, and she put Jane's clothes on the bed.

"Jane, how is your body? Can you withstand the bumps of the carriage?" She asked seriously.

"I think it's all right." Jane immediately understood what she meant.

"When are we leaving?" Elizabeth couldn't wait, she was already tired of staying.

"Let's go after lunch. Jane, go and say goodbye to Mr. Bingley, and ask him to prepare a carriage for us." Mary ordered while packing Jane's salute.

"Okay." Jane pushed open the door and walked towards Bingley's study.

Today's restaurant seemed unusually silent. Elizabeth and Miss Bingley, who liked to talk the most, kept silent, and Bingley was also a little listless.

"Jane, don't you think your decision was too hasty? The bumpy carriage and the cold autumn wind are very likely to make you sick again. I suggest you stay for a few more days and wait until the weather improves." Bentley said sincerely Look at Jane.

The knife in Darcy's hand scratched across the plate, making a harsh creaking sound.

He put down the knife expressionlessly, looked at Mary and asked in a deep voice, "Is Miss Mary leaving? When?"

Mary pursed her lips and said lightly, "Let's go after dinner. A batch of high-quality alfalfa came from the horse farm. I have to go back and inspect it myself to prevent it from being mixed with wolf needle grass. You know, it will cause great damage to the horse's mouth. .Besides, as winter is approaching, a lot of grass has to be made into grass cakes and stored away.”

"Yes, now is the busiest time for the racecourses, so there is no delay." Horst nodded in agreement, and suddenly begged, "But, Miss Mary, can't you just stay for a day or two? "

"I'm sorry." Mary shook her head amusedly.The best person Netherfield gets along with is Mr. Horst in front of him. As long as his stomach is satisfied, he will be happy all day long.

"I'll see you off." Darcy said in an affirmative tone.

"No need!" Mary said firmly, looking directly at Darcy.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally Darcy lost the battle, nodded slightly to Mary, and picked up the knife and fork again.No one noticed that his knuckles holding the knife turned white.

"Then shall I see you off?" Bingley looked at Jane eagerly.

Jane bowed her head and smiled shyly.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Bingley!" Elizabeth smiled.

This kind of differential treatment was too obvious, Darcy's eyes darkened, and he completely lost his appetite for meals.

After lunch, the three Bennett sisters quickly packed up and walked out of the Netherfield gate.Elizabeth and Jane sat in the carriage, and Mary rode the horse she had just arrived, nodding condescendingly to the people who saw them off.

Darcy stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the girl's face.He found that her gaze had returned to its original appearance. Although she looked at him with a smile, she never looked into her eyes.Facing such empty eyes, he couldn't say a word of apology, but felt like a huge stone was pressed against his chest.

"Then, goodbye, everyone." Mary pursed her lips, and said to Jane and Elizabeth in a blink of an eye, "I am relieved to have Mr. Bingley see me off, so I will go ahead."

As soon as she finished speaking, she rode away, leaped over the fence on the side of the road, crossed ravines and rocks, and disappeared at the end of the rugged mountain road like a whirlwind. Everyone was dumbfounded by her superb riding skills, but Darcy blacked out His face darkened.

"Wow, Miss Mary's riding skills are not inferior to the royal horse trainer! How did she do it? I must go and ask her for advice when I have time!" Horst yelled loudly.

"I don't know how many times it takes to practice such riding skills. I suggest you think carefully." Darcy said coldly, took a last look at the direction Mary left, and walked back to the hall with heavy steps.

Mary ran wildly, and the cold wind blew on her face like a knife, but it brought her an extremely happy feeling.She is actually not as calm as she appears on the surface.At that moment, there was anger and loss in her heart.Only then did she realize that Darcy was a completely different individual to her.

She couldn't stand the attention and initiative of British men, and it made her feel that she was being violated.However, Darcy walked into her world by mistake in an almost indifferent way.

Facing such an outstanding man, it is impossible not to waver in the slightest.But fortunately, this floating emotion is very weak, and it only needs to be lightly crushed with a finger to extinguish it.

Mary clamped her horse's belly tightly, and shuttled across the field like a black lightning bolt. When she finally arrived at her farm, she smiled comfortably when she saw the high piles of hay and busy workers.

Love is just an embellishment of life, dispensable.It's really not suitable for her to be tender and full of knots.

"Mary, why are you back? Where are Jane and Eliza?" Mrs. Bennet was surprised when she saw her daughter in the dust.

"They are behind and will be there soon." Mary sat down by the fireplace and sighed comfortably.

"Why don't you stay a few more days? Wouldn't Mr. Bingley keep you?" Mrs. Bennet complained dissatisfied.

"He tried his best to keep him, but I insisted on coming back." As soon as Mary opened her mouth, Mrs. Bennet swallowed her complaints.

"Honey, it's too late for you to come back, I need you!" Mr. Bennett pushed the door in, and his pale face was relieved the moment he saw Mary.

"Look at this, dear." He shook the letter in his hand.

Mary took the letter, read it at a glance, and then frowned deeply.

"The heir of the Bennett family is coming. This is really good news." She pursed her lips, and a cold smile appeared in her eyes.

"What did you say?!" screamed Mrs. Bennet, snatching the letter to examine it, and began cursing loudly.

"Don't excite mom, judging from the tone of the letter, he has no ill intentions towards us for the time being. Let's just treat him as a normal guest and see what he has in mind." Mary spoke slowly, her tone calm.

Mrs. Bennet was infected by her composure, and soon calmed down too.

"Father, the soldiers are here to cover the water and the soil, now is not the time to worry." Mary patted Mr. Bennett on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go to the racecourse. I just bought a batch of hay, and it's time to prepare straw cakes. gone."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." Mr. Bennett was immediately distracted.

In the days that followed, Mary was caught up in unprecedented activity, completely avoiding social gatherings of all kinds.

When the pasture matter came to an end, the temperature dropped again.In the frosty morning air a young man arrived at Longborn and knocked at the Bennett's door.

"May I ask who you are?" Elizabeth looked curiously at the man outside the door.

The visitor was twenty-five and six years old, of medium build, and somewhat similar in appearance to Mr. Bennett.It can be seen that he is trying to make himself look more energetic, raising his chin and straightening his back.

"Hello, is this the Bennett's house?" Seeing Elizabeth's beautiful face, his eyes lit up.

"Yes." Elizabeth frowned.

"Ah, is that Collins?" Seeing the face of the person coming through the crack of the door, Mrs. Bennet squeezed out a smile and greeted him.

"Long time no see, ma'am!" Collins took off his hat, bowed to the ladies rushing to the door, and at the same time looked at his cousins ​​out of the corner of his eyes, feeling extremely satisfied.The girl from the Bennet family was as beautiful as the rumors said, and his trip was not in vain.

"This is your cousin, please invite him in." Mrs. Bennet pulled her daughter away and invited the young man into the house.

Collins said hello to his cousins ​​one by one, and then wandered around the living room while chatting with Mrs. Bennett, without the slightest restraint of being a newcomer.

He praised everything about the Bennett family, using the tone of the future owner.This made Mrs. Bennet look extremely ugly.

When Mary entered the door, she was facing his slightly greedy expression, and deep disgust surged into her heart uncontrollably.