Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

In the past, Mary’s greatest hobbies were reading, practicing the piano, singing, and painting... She worked hard to practice the talents that a lady in this era should possess, because she knew that there was no rich dowry and lack of charming appearance, and only these things could make up for it. her deficiency.

But it's a pity that she has talent, but she has neglected the most important skill, which is communication.The esoteric, incomprehensible philosophical discussions and lengthy, complex concertos did not make her shine at the ball, but left an impression of being dull, eccentric, and difficult to get along with.

What Mary lacks the most is precisely what An Zhiyao is best at.Being able to confer the title of Princess Renxiao without a drop of royal blood on her body, surpassing all the princes and daughters to be favored by the Queen Mother, this shows how strong An Zhiyao's ability to survive is.Her pride, self-confidence, calmness and composure fill Mary's pale soul, and will also bring about earth-shaking changes in Mary's original destiny.

Mary's philosophy books were shelved and replaced by various reference books and travel notes.An Zhiyao tried her best to absorb the knowledge in the book and integrate the memories in her mind. Except for her topless dress and rough cooking, she has completely adapted to this era.

Hearing Mrs. Roni's ringing bell, Mary put down the travel notes in her hand, and went to the first floor for dinner with a sad face.Before they got close, Catherine and Lydia's complaints could be heard clearly, which sounded harsh.

"Dad, please, give me an extra tenpence! Another night and Rachel will have bought that hat!"

"It's not a pity for Catherine at all. No matter how exquisite a hat is, it can't modify your overly broad forehead, but it will make it look more conspicuous." Mr. Bennett's tone was a little impatient, "Besides, you have already taken it from me this week. Four shillings away. You know, the most industrious workman at Longbourn earns two shillings a week."

"Dad, this is the last time, I promise!"

"Your promise has never been kept. Now, Mrs. Ronnie, dinner is ready."

"Oh, Mom, I really like that hat. If I buy it back, you will like it too!" Catherine turned to begging Mrs. Bennett, and Lydia kept echoing, describing the beauty of the hat. magnificent.

"My dear, tenpence isn't much, is it? I'll give it to you." Mrs. Bennet was moved, and she always couldn't refuse her daughters' demands.

"Let me remind you that your household has seriously overrun this month. If you want us to eat lettuce salad for the next two weeks, then give it to them!" Mr. Bennett said in a stern tone.One Mrs. Bennet was enough for him, and the two young daughters had inherited her profligate habits completely.

"Can't you be more generous, my dear?" implored Mrs. Bennet.

"No!" Mr. Bennett refused mercilessly.

Catherine and Lydia shouted in disappointment.

Arguing over a little money, this is something Mary has never experienced, but compared to the scheming and scheming, the current life is very satisfying to her.She raised the corners of her mouth and quickened her pace.

Mr. Bennet ignored the entreaties of his wife and daughters, and pretended to have a heart of stone.Mary came into the dining room just in time to see the disappointed Mrs. Bennet rubbing her forehead and moaning, "Oh, my poor nerves, my poor daughter! My dear, you are so cruel!"

Mr. Bennett sat on the chair with an indifferent expression on his face. Catherine and Lydia quarreled more vigorously. Jane and Elizabeth avoided each other and looked at each other with helpless smiles.

Seeing Mrs. Bennet's painful expression and everyone's disapproving reaction, Mary was stunned.

"Mom, sit down quickly." She stepped forward quickly, and while supporting Mrs. Bennett, she secretly felt her pulse.Sure enough, Mrs. Bennett had migraines, and had been for a long time.

Migraines can't stand fatigue and noise, and a little mood swings, lack of sleep, or even menstrual cramps can cause the condition to worsen.This kind of pain is sharp and long-lasting, and it takes a lot of perseverance to survive it.The illness was so serious that the people present only thought that Mrs. Bennet was moaning without any illness. Not only did she not care at all, but she also drew ridicule from Mr. Bennett.Even Elizabeth and Jane expressed their impatience with Mrs. Bennet's behavior, not to mention Catherine and Lydia. They just thought it was ridiculous that their mother rubbed her forehead and cried out for pain, so they imitated it happily. .

It turns out that Mrs. Bennet, like Mary, is also a neglected and isolated member of the family.She manages the housework, not to mention perfection, but she can be regarded as doing her best, and she takes care of her daughters in every possible way.But in the end, no one found out that she was suffering enormous torture.To Mary, who governs the country with filial piety and has accepted the idea of ​​"filial piety first" since she was a child, this is inconceivable, even outrageous.

She has mixed feelings now.Although this family does not have three wives and four concubines, concubines and concubines, there are many bad things.

"Okay, don't say a few words, mom needs to be quiet." She ordered in a deep voice, and then pressed the major acupuncture points on Mrs. Bennet's head with her fingertips.The Empress Dowager also suffered from migraines. She learned this massage technique from a folk doctor, supplemented by acupuncture, which greatly relieved her condition.However, there are no acupuncture tools in the UK, so they can only go to the city to find a blacksmith to make them in the future.

Everyone was overwhelmed by Mary's rare majesty, and fell silent instantly.

The sharp pain subsided slowly, replaced by the comfort brought by her daughter's soft fingertips. Hearing her daughter gently asking if she was better, Mrs. Bennett was so moved that she was about to shed tears.No one in the family really cared about her whenever she was grumpy with pain.

"Dear Mary, you are so sweet! Mother is doing better." Mrs. Bennet took Mary's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

Mary lowered her eyes uncomfortably, and sat down beside Mrs. Bennet.She was not used to the way the English expressed their feelings as freely as they dressed.But she lost her parents a long time ago, and this feeling makes her feel nostalgic.

"Call me when you have a headache. It will be much better if you rub it for a while and then rest for half an hour." She told Mr. Bennett softly, and her expression became serious when she looked at Mr. Bennett. Severe migraine. I suggest you have a doctor come over right after lunch."

"Well, if you think it's necessary." Mr. Bennett suddenly felt a great deal of pressure when he saw his daughter's bright and deep blue eyes.

"It's necessary." Mary lifted her jaw slightly, her voice low.

Mr. Bennet stopped talking, his eyes complicated.The daughter's straight back, solemn expression, and majestic tone made her look like a real nobleman.Mary and the nobles?Well, he must have had an illusion!

"My God, is mother sick? We never found out!" Jane exclaimed, went to Mrs. Bennet, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "I'm so sorry mother, forgive your careless daughter !"

Elizabeth, Catherine and Lydia gathered around to express their apologies.

It was the first time that Mrs. Bennett received such enthusiastic care from her daughters, and Mrs. Bennet was so excited that she couldn't contain herself.She hugged her daughters one by one, saying repeatedly that it was okay, and finally kissed Mary's forehead, and happily said to Mrs. Ronnie, "Okay, dinner can be served." Isn't that what she was waiting for when raising her daughters up? one day?The love of daughters is the most precious gift given to mothers.

Mrs. Roni smiled and served the lunch, and Mary's not-so-good face turned even uglier.Her misery begins again!

Many vegetables in Britain were not available in the Great Xia Dynasty, such as potatoes, purple cabbage, cauliflower, tomatoes, corn, onions and so on.All these vegetables, of various flavors and excellent taste, were wasted in the hands of Mrs. Roni, who, to Mary's despair, was told that Mrs. Roni was one of the most skilled cooks at Longbourne.This shows the level of cooking here. There are almost no other cooking methods except frying and roasting.

Chips and fried fish are still eaten today. This is the national dish of the United Kingdom and appears on the table almost every day.Sprinkle pepper and salt, mix the French fries well, smell a strong fishy smell in the nose, and Mary suddenly feels powerless.This kind of production method is extremely crude, and even dishes that have to be seasoned by themselves can be called national dishes?A home-cooked dish called Daxiachao, how can a roadside snack be so embarrassing?

I'm used to the rich, colorful and delicious Daxia cuisine, and eating Bennett's food is like being tortured!Looking down at her rapidly thinning figure, Mary felt that she couldn't go on like this.

"Madame Roni's craftsmanship has improved again, this vegetable salad is delicious!" Elizabeth praised Jane.

"Yeah, I think yesterday's grilled chicken wings are also delicious." Jane nodded in agreement.

"Being able to hire Mrs. Roni, I dare say that all the ladies in Longbourne are jealous of me!" Mrs. Bennet was very proud.

Yesterday's chicken wings were overheated, as hard as firewood, and they were not marinated in advance, so they didn't taste good.Today's salad is only mixed with some clear oil. It is pure and original, and has nothing to do with cooking skills.It turns out that it's not that the British are not good at cooking, but that their tongues are so easy to serve.

Mary secretly sighed, but did not participate in the discussion.Eating without speaking and sleeping without speaking was the most basic court etiquette in the Great Xia Dynasty, and it had already been engraved into the bones.

After dinner Mr. Bennet called for the doctor.I thought it was just a joint mischief between my daughter and my wife, but the doctor confirmed that Mrs. Bennett was indeed suffering from severe migraines. This disease requires a lot of rest, a stable state of mind and a quiet environment.

Seeing the pitiful wife surrounded by her daughters, Mr. Bennett felt his head start to ache.He could imagine that in the future, whenever he had a disagreement with his wife, she would intensify her argument with her fragile nerves, forcing him to make concessions.

Troubled by this dire prospect, when Mary asked to be in charge of today's dinner, Mr. Bennett obsessively agreed.