Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

The chef of Peng Boli Mansion is very skilled, and his creamy corn chowder has been praised by the guests.

Darcy looked at Mary from time to time while chatting with them.She was as quiet as ever during the meal, the spoon lightly slid across the thick porridge surface, scooped up a moderate spoonful and put it into her mouth, then pursed her lips and swallowed.There was no sound at all during the whole process, not even the hissing of spoons against dishes.Even Darcy couldn't do such a perfect etiquette. When the soup was almost finished, his spoon would inevitably have some friction with the dishes.

He didn't know how she did it, but he knew that she would pass everything on to her children.She would also use 'Bennett' as a middle name for her children, which goes a long way.

Darcy wiped his mouth with a napkin to hide the upturned corners of his lips.

"Mr. Darcy, Chef Peng Boli's craftsmanship is really good. His cooking style is somewhat similar to Mary's. But to be honest, he's a little worse than Mary's!" Elizabeth tasted the mashed potatoes and pointed He gestured and said.

The Gardners sighed in their hearts for their niece's straightforward character.She is always so courageous and never knows how to hide her emotions.

Mary smiled and glanced at her sister.

Darcy put down the napkin, and said in a gentle voice, "I saw it, Miss Elizabeth. Chef Pemberley has read the cookbook that Miss Mary sent me, and has been trying to figure out her skills for a while. I agree with you. Can't taste like Mary."

Speaking of the last sentence, he deliberately lowered his tone, making his words reveal some ambiguity.

Mary turned to look at him, and found that his expression was serious, but his eyes were filled with fiery emotion.She withdrew her gaze as if being scalded, her cheeks burning uncontrollably.

Her eyelids drooped, her eyelashes trembled, her fair cheeks were smudged with two seductive blushes, and her soft facial features looked extremely charming under the candlelight, like a quietly blooming rose.It was a beauty Darcy had never seen before.

He only glanced at her and couldn't look away, but Elizabeth's speech made him wake up in time.

"Yes, not everyone can learn Mary's skills. Those processes are too complicated. Don't talk about it, it's scary just to hear it. Do you know that it took her three days and three nights to cook a soup? I really admire her patience."

"But I think that soup must taste wonderful. What's its name?" Darcy smiled at Elizabeth.

His genial manner, his active conversation, surprised Elizabeth badly.It was the first time she had spoken to Mr. Darcy for more than a minute.In the past, he always said a couple of hmms with no expression on his face, and then there was no more to say.

Elizabeth glanced at Mary with interest, and found that she was blushing, and almost couldn't help laughing.

"You are right, I will never forget the taste of that soup! The name is very simple, it is called beef bone soup, and the material is a large beef bone, but I don't know what she put in it to make the simple clear water It becomes a supreme delicacy." Elizabeth squinted her eyes, as if she was reminiscing.

"Miss Mary must have her own secret method, and it is inconvenient for us to ask. I wonder if I will have the honor to taste this soup?" Darcy turned his head to stare at Mary, and asked softly.

"If there is a chance." Mary replied vaguely.She was a little confused about Darcy's mind, his attitude was not as neutral as before, but rather aggressive.But she didn't find it offensive.

"There must be a chance, Miss Mary." Darcy gave her a deep look before continuing to eat.

Elizabeth lowered her head and suppressed a smile.She finally saw that Mr. Darcy was pursuing Mary. In order to make up for his previous arrogant marriage proposal, he even tried to please himself and his uncle and aunt.This sincerity is enough, if he proposes again, she will definitely support him.

"Mr. Darcy, your library is very rich. I even saw a few rare manuscripts." Uncle Gardner ate some steaks to quench his hunger before joining the conversation.

"Yes, my grandfather and father are fond of reading and collecting. These two hobbies have created Pemberley's huge library. If you are interested, I welcome you to borrow them at any time." Darcy said gently while cutting the steak .

His extraordinary generosity won the great favor of the Gardners and Elizabeth, who kept thanking him.Especially Elizabeth, she couldn't wait to marry Mary to Pemberley, so that she could visit Mr. Darcy's library at any time.

Mary had been silent, she was not used to chatting over meals.

Darcy suddenly looked at her and said in a low voice, "The ancient oriental book I mentioned last time seems to be called "Sun Tzu's Art of War". Is the untranslated original, Miss Mary interested?"

Mary's blue eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.

Darcy stopped breathing for a moment, and continued, "I still have a few calligraphy and paintings from the East, and the techniques are very unique."

"So, can I have the honor to observe and observe the day after tomorrow?" Mary's eyes are very eager.

Darcy's eyes darkened, and he smiled, "Of course."

Both were satisfied and continued to eat in silence.

Although everyone no longer talked, they all felt that the dinner was very comfortable. Mr. Darcy's reception was so attentive, and his serious, rigid and taciturn image was greatly improved.

After dinner, it was already pitch black outside. The cool night breeze lifted the white curtains, and a few fireflies accidentally bumped in, becoming decorations on the curtains.

Darcy has been sending the guests to the gate of the manor.

"Tomorrow should be a nice day. Would Mr. Gardner be interested in going fishing with me?" He asked Uncle Gardner, but kept his eyes on Mary.

"Of course, I brought fishing tackle when I went out this time." Uncle Gardner said with a smile.

Darcy nodded, and graciously escorted Mary into the carriage.Watching the carriage go away, he involuntarily took two steps forward, his handsome face no longer had the firmness before, and there was a bit of melancholy and longing.

Mrs. Reynolds had seen such a soft Mr. Darcy for the first time since his wife's death.She stood beside him silently, and reminded him to go back until the sound of hoofbeats could no longer be heard.

"Pemberley is in urgent need of a mistress, Mr. Darcy," she said tentatively.

"There will be soon." Darcy said expressionlessly.

"Can I see the scarf that the hostess has mended?" Her gaze was fixed on his suit pocket.

"You will be able to see it at the next laundry. You wash it yourself." Darcy stroked the scarf, and walked slowly towards the Pemberley mansion, which was gradually lit up.

It's going to be buzzing here soon.Miss Mary is average at first glance, but she is very cute on closer inspection, not to mention her perfect demeanor and etiquette.The little masters must be cuter than when Mr. Darcy was a child.Mrs. Reynolds thought with a smile.

Mrs. Reynolds booked the best hotel for the guests. The pure white and fluffy bedding looked very clean, and the servants provided hot water 24 hours a day.

Elizabeth packed her luggage and knocked on Mary's door with an inscrutable expression.

Mary had just finished taking a bath, her face was flushed, and her golden hair was dripping water, flowing along her fair and slender neck into her plump and upturned chest.Her figure seemed slender, but there was a little bit of flesh that should have been. The skirt rolled up to the base of her thighs due to friction with the bed sheet, revealing a pair of straight and well-proportioned legs.

Mary can be reserved, elegant, noble, playful, majestic... But Mary Elizabeth has never seen such a charming Mary.She froze for a moment.

"What's the matter, Eliza?" Mary asked as she rubbed her hair.

"Mary, if Mr. Darcy sees you like this, he will go crazy." Elizabeth joked seriously.

Mary's cheeks felt a little hot.She glared at her sister angrily, and covered her legs tightly with the hem of her skirt.

"Mary, do you see it?" Elizabeth sat next to her, and said mysteriously, "Mr. Darcy is pursuing you. In order to make up for the mistake last time, he is trying to please us. Do you think this sincerity is enough for you Marry him?"

Mary fell silent, and Elizabeth could see it, and she could see it too.After a while, she smiled and said, "Let it be."

Elizabeth carefully studied her expression, saw the smile in her eyes, and felt that the success rate of Mr. Darcy's proposal again was at least [-]%.Of course, if he tries harder to please himself, she is very willing to help him.

Early the next morning, Uncle Gardner packed up his fishing tackle and prepared to go fishing with Darcy by the lake.

Fishing is also Mary's hobby. She also brought a full set of fishing rods with her when she went out this time, and even the bait was fried in advance.

Aunt Gardner and Elizabeth leisurely followed behind the two holding a small parasol. They were all on a sightseeing trip.

"Good morning!" Darcy's carriage was parked outside the hotel. He was dressed more casually today than yesterday, but it still revealed his tall and straight figure without a doubt.The young girls who came and went always looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, and when they saw the family crest of the Darcy family on the carriage, their eyes became even hotter.

"It takes half an hour to walk to the lake, and it's faster to take a carriage. I also brought a basket of food, which you can sit down and enjoy during your lunch break." Darcy extended his hand to invite everyone to get on the carriage.

"You are so thoughtful, Mr. Darcy." Elizabeth admired.She found that as long as Mr. Darcy is willing, his charm is enough to make any woman fall in love. Those serious and stereotyped impressions are really wrong!Of course, it was also possible that he would be so courteous only in the presence of Mary, and he would be the most ideal husband in the world.

Just thinking about this, Elizabeth noticed that Darcy walked straight towards Mary, took the wooden box containing the fishing tackle in her hand, put his hand on top of her head, and gently told her to meet each other carefully, while helping her into the carriage.

The current Mr. Darcy and the former Mr. Darcy are two extremes. The power of love is too great!Elizabeth thought with a smile.