Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

The next day, Bentley woke up early in order to hurry.The winter nights are always very long, it is already 06:30 and the sun has not yet risen, and there is icy air floating in the dark hall.

Bentley stepped on the stairs carefully and walked towards the only brightly lit kitchen.The butler and servants must have been up and making breakfast.

When passing by the sofa area, he was startled by a silent shadow.

"Who's there?" he asked nervously.

"It's me." Darcy's deep voice came.

"Why don't you light up the lamp?" Bingley heaved a sigh of relief, and called the butler to light up the lamp.

"My God, your complexion looks terrible! Do you want to call a doctor?" Bingley shouted, pointing to the black and blue under Darcy's eyes when his sight became clear.

"I'm just insomnia." Darcy glanced at him lightly.

"Dude, what's the matter with you? To be honest, I've noticed that you've been a little weird lately!" Bentley tentatively tried.He felt that this was obviously a symptom of being in love, but the word 'in love' placed on Darcy's head made him unable to believe it anyway.

"Is there something wrong with your business?" He asked what he thought was the most plausible reason.

"My business is running very smoothly." Darcy frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I'm fine. People always suffer from insomnia occasionally. It's no big deal." He opened the newspaper, exuding an aura of intimacy.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. I'll go to the kitchen to see if breakfast is ready." Bingley shrugged helplessly.

The steaming hot breakfast was served, and under the urging of the bell, Miss Bingley and the others got up one after another.

After breakfast, Bingley said hesitantly, "I want to say goodbye to Mr. Bennett, can you wait for me for an hour?"

Miss Bingley sneered, "Come on Charles, you want to say goodbye to Jane Bennet?"

Mrs. Horst followed suit.

Bentley flushed.

Darcy looked up at him, his thin lips slightly pursed.

"Oh my god, Bentley, your decision is really terrible!" Horst shouted loudly with a regretful expression on his face, "You should have brought it up beforehand, so that we can still catch up with Miss Mary's breakfast! You know, we have to wait until after Christmas to come back to London, so I'll have to starve for at least a month! That's cruel!"

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then happily added, "But it's not too late to go, I can ask Miss Mary to give me a snack, and enjoy the delicious snacks while admiring the scenery during the journey, that would be great too! Miss Mary is always generous , she will definitely fulfill my request."

Darcy put down the knife, took out his pocket watch and said coldly, "I was scheduled to leave at 08:30, but now it's 07:30, Bentley, if you don't want to delay my journey, I suggest you act faster."

"Ah, I'll be fine soon." Bingley stood up quickly, and when he walked to the door, he found that there was still a napkin around his neck, and quickly pulled it off and threw it to the servant.

Horst happily followed. Miss Bingley and Mrs. Horst were Jane's "friends", so they had to go with Bingley.

Darcy wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin elegantly, and finally boarded the carriage after making sure that he was well-groomed.

"It's so early in the morning, why are you here?" Mrs. Bennet was very surprised, but there was no unhappy expression on her face.

"Ma'am, we are going back to London, and we probably won't be back until after Christmas. Today, I came here specially to say goodbye to you." Bingley explained gently and politely.

Hearing his words, Jane and Elizabeth immediately surrounded her with surprised and disappointed expressions, especially Jane, whose ruddy face instantly turned extremely pale.

Darcy followed Bingley into the living room, looked around the crowd without a trace, but did not find Mary's figure, and frowned tightly.Seeing Collins who was following Mrs. Bennet with a beaming face, his pupils shrank.

"Why did you suddenly decide to leave? I remember you said that you would not leave until after Christmas! In order to entertain you, Mary even made a menu!" Mrs. Bennet complained.

Bentley quickly explained the reason.

Horst's eyes brightened, then dimmed again, and he glanced at Darcy and Bingley dissatisfied.Had it not been for these two, he would have stayed and enjoyed a wonderful Christmas dinner!

"Excuse me, where is Miss Mary?" Horst asked shyly.

"The daffodils she planted were in full bloom yesterday, and they are being tended in the back garden. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. There are patches of daffodils. The sight is so beautiful! Just smelling the strong fragrance can make you feel Drunk!" said Mrs. Bennet happily.

Horst immediately stood up and nodded to everyone, then hurriedly walked towards the back garden.

Darcy's crossed legs moved, and finally restrained.He looked at Collins with dark eyes, and said in a low tone, "Mr. Collins seems very happy? Is there any happy event?"

"Ah, I think your proposal must have been successful?" Miss Bingley was happier than Collins when she said this.

Darcy's hand on his knee suddenly clenched into a fist, and several veins bulged on the back of his pale hand.

"On the contrary, miss, I failed! But this is Mary's test for me. As long as I show my sincerity, she will be moved by me one day." Collins straightened his back unconsciously, and nodded with confidence.

Miss Bingley's smile hardened.She knew that Collins had little chance of impressing Mary!

Darcy's clenched fists were slowly released, and a few rays of light poured out of his dark eyes, but they were quickly covered by his drooping eyelids.He was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and nodded to Mrs. Bennett, "Madam, may I have the honor to visit your back garden?"

"Go, go!" Mrs. Bennet waved impatiently.She couldn't stand the taciturn Darcy. His face was as cold and hard as a stone, and it was uncomfortable to look at.

Darcy bowed politely and walked towards the back garden.

Miss Bingley and Mrs. Horst also got up.

Darcy's footsteps paused slightly, his face was gloomy, and he was about to drip water, but he restrained the urge to drive people away, and continued to walk towards the back garden.

The beautiful scenery in front of them has attracted all their minds. A large piece of daffodils is blooming in the cold wind. The pure white petals, light yellow stamens and strong fragrance are undoubtedly a visual and olfactory experience in the dry winter. shock.

"My God, it's so beautiful!" Mrs. Horst cried out, covering her chest.

Miss Bingley did not speak, but her face wore an expression of fascination.

"Thank you for your compliment, ma'am." Mary, who was standing under the eaves talking with Mr. Horst, walked slowly.

Darcy's eyes immediately moved away from the daffodils, and fixedly looked at her.She was wearing a thick white dress and a goose yellow shawl. Her thick blond hair was pulled back, revealing a fair and delicate face and small and delicate ears.She is more beautiful than a daffodil in full bloom.

Darcy's heartbeat began to spin out of control again.He quickly looked away.

"I heard that you are going back to London." Mary took the initiative to talk.She naturally saw Darcy's avoidance, and secretly regretted the naive revenge last night.It appeared that Mr. Darcy had given up hope of obtaining her pardon, or even looking at her.

"Yes." Miss Bingley replied comfortably.She squinted at Mary, hoping to see a sad look on her face, like Jane's.

But she was disappointed. Mary's smile was still elegant, and she said sincerely, "Then I wish you all the best of luck."

"Thank you." Miss Bingley replied coldly.

"Mr. Darcy doesn't plan to come to Longbourn again this time, does he?" Mary asked in a strange way after being silent for a moment.Although she knew the answer, she still wanted to get Darcy's personal acknowledgment from him.

Miss Bingley also looked at Darcy expectantly.

Darcy's thin lips were drawn into a straight line, and it took a long while before he whispered, "Yes."

Miss Bingley smiled triumphantly, as if she had won a battle.

The feeling of loss quickly passed through her heart and then quickly disappeared. Mary controlled her emotions almost in an instant.She smiled at Darcy, "That's a pity. I wish you all the best in the future."

She turned to look at Horst, and said softly, "What kind of snacks does Mr. Horst like? I made several kinds in the morning, you can choose by yourself."

Horst grinned behind his ears, and said courteously, "You are so generous, Miss Mary! When I return to London, I will definitely miss you, very much!"

"Do you miss me or my snacks?" Mary quipped.

"Of course I miss you, and I miss your snacks by the way." Horst vowed.

The two chatted and laughed as they walked towards the kitchen.

Darcy stood stiffly on the spot, watching them go away, and opened his tight thin lips several times but did not make any sound.His face was still calm, but there was a trace of entanglement and forbearance flowing out of his deep eyes.

Miss Bingley didn't notice his strangeness at all, she took his arm and said, "Miss Mary is really capable, and the winter garden has been taken care of so beautifully by her! My God, there are still a few bunches of reds over there. Xi, come with me to take a look."

Since Darcy doesn't plan to come back, she doesn't hesitate to praise her rival.

Darcy pulled out his arm and said to her in a hoarse voice, "Sorry Caroline, I'm not feeling well, and I want to stay in a warm room."

He nodded slightly and left in a hurry.

In view of his ugly face and black eyes, Miss Bingley had no doubts about him, shrugged regretfully, and walked into a sea of ​​flowers with Mrs. Horst.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost 08:30, and Bingley had to say goodbye to Mrs. Bennett, who tried her best to keep him.

Sitting in the carriage back to London, Horst happily opened the package Mary gave him.The strong food aroma wafted in the carriage, and everyone swallowed in unison.

"Ms. Mary said that this one should be eaten while it's hot, and the other one is delicious even if it's cold, so you can take it home and give it away. She's really thoughtful!" Horst muttered as he ate.

What made him sad was that this snack was quickly snatched up by everyone, so he quickly hid the other box behind his back.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" He patted himself on the forehead suddenly, took out a rectangular package from behind and handed it to Darcy, "This is a parting gift from Miss Mary. She hopes you can leave good things for Longbourne memories."

Darcy, who had been silent all this time and didn't even take a sip of snacks, was stunned for a moment, and it took half a minute before he realized that he reached out to pick up the package.He stared at it with no expression on his face.

"Aren't you going to take a look at it, Darcy?" Bingley's curiosity was about to burst, and he even wanted to rush to help his friend open the package.

Realizing his intention, Darcy gave him a cold look, and then carefully opened the box.This is a bottle of green plum wine, the emerald green liquid is like the finest gemstone, just looking at it makes people intoxicated.

"Wow!" Horst and Bentley's eyes glowed green.

Darcy subconsciously protected the wine bottle and took out the note at the bottom of the box.

The elegant and mysterious Gothic font wrote: The green plum wine brewed by myself has a good taste.In addition, I forgive you, I hope you will always be healthy and happy!

Darcy parted the corners of his lips, but his smile froze because of the farewell words.Really never come back?His heart was more confused than ever.

"Hey Darcy, hurry up and let us have a taste!" Horst shouted impatiently, and the shout faded away in Darcy's cold gaze.

Bentley, who wanted to urge him at first, shut his mouth wisely.