Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

Lydia was noisy and noisy, punched and kicked, and when she went downstairs, she held on to the banister and refused to let go.Her yelling and cursing attracted many people to watch, and the hotel waiter tried to stop her, but Uncle Gardner sent them away with a few pennies.

"Have you had enough trouble?!" Mary was scratched a few times by her sharp nails, and her neck was burning with pain.She cut her arm behind her back hard, hitting her kneecap hard.If this is still Daxia, if she is still Princess Renxiao, why is she in such a mess?They had already sent someone to drag her back in a bundle!

Lydia fell to the ground with a cry of pain, unable to stand at all.She cursed Mary with the most venomous words she could think of, and looked at her with frightful hatred in her eyes.

"Quickly, get her into the car." Mary ordered in a deep voice, and at the same time, she was extremely disappointed in her sister.If she wasn't her blood relative, she would never care about her life or death.

Uncle Gardner looked dumbfounded.This was the first time he had seen Mary like this, and her fierce and sturdy aura was not inferior to the thugs in East London.

Darcy was also taken aback, but soon came back to his senses, beckoned two waiters to carry Lydia into the carriage, and gave them a £1 tip each.The waiters worked so hard that one even put his own handkerchief into Lydia's mouth.The world is finally quiet.

When the carriage arrived in Chipside, Lydia's painful knee had fully recovered and she was able to resist again.Aunt Gardner, who came out to help, was beaten several times by her, and finally pulled her into the room and locked her up.

Darcy sorted his messy clothes and stood in front of the locked door.All the master's family followed, and the servant didn't dare to go up, so he had to sit down on the sofa in the living room and wait quietly.As if remembering something, he went out to talk to his coachman, and then came back quickly with a very gloomy face.

Lydia's shrill cry came from the room, "Mary, what the hell is going on? Why did Wickham say he ran off with me in revenge for you and Darcy? Hell, didn't he love me? He Must be lying!"

Mary's answer was slurred, and then Lydia burst into a broken scream, "It's all your fault! You are responsible for this! If you want my forgiveness, get your dowry out and let me Marry Wickham! Immediately! Immediately!"

Darcy frowned, his handsome face was covered with a layer of ice.If Lydia were his sister, he would definitely teach her a profound lesson.

I don't know what Mary said, but she cursed viciously, "You selfish ghost! You ruined my happiness, and you will never be happy yourself! I hate you!"

There were crisp applause, followed by Lydia's miserable howl and the ping-pong sound of broken porcelain.

Darcy couldn't sit still any longer, and walked to the door to wander.His steps were so heavy that the carpet was wrinkled by him.

The door finally opened, and Mary came out with a tired face, and was stunned when she saw Darcy.Behind her, the Gardners were grabbing Lydia's hands and feet and pinning her to the bed, trying to calm her down. The room was in a mess.Mary hastily closed the door, not wanting to expose him to any more ugliness.

Darcy looked her up and down, and found that except for the scratch marks on her neck, there were no red and swollen palm marks on her face, and her cold and gloomy face was slightly relieved. "You hit her, Miss Mary?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I have to. If I can wake her up, I don't mind giving her two more slaps." Mary raised her jaw, her dull eyes showing stubbornness and deep disappointment.

"There is nothing wrong with what you did, this is a lesson she deserves!" Darcy's tone was very cold.

"You look terrible, and a cup of hot cocoa may revive you quickly. Also, the wound on your neck needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, or it will become infected." He reached out and tried to touch her scar as he said.

Mary quickly avoided it, and a bitterness slipped through her eyes when she lowered her eyes.The better he treats her, the more uncomfortable she feels.After this incident, there is no possibility for him to be with her anymore.

"Go to the living room and sit down. I bought some medicine. You can ask the servant to treat the wound for you." Darcy withdrew his hand and took a step back politely.

The coachman quickly brought the medicine, and the maid washed Mary's wound and applied ointment.Against the backdrop of her snow-white skin, those traces were shocking. Darcy always looked at them involuntarily, with cold eyes.

He controlled the burning anger in his heart, and asked in as gentle a tone as possible, "You don't really want Lydia to marry Wickham, do you?" Skill.

"Yes." Mary nodded affirmatively.

Seeing that her views were the same as his own, Darcy secretly breathed a sigh of relief.If she wanted them to marry, he would immediately go to Wickham to compromise, even if Wickham raised the price to 10000 pounds.He was willing to pay any price to make her happy.

"While getting them married would be the best way to save the Bennett family's reputation, I couldn't just watch Lydia jump into the fire pit. He has no love for her at all, just for revenge, and when he gets tired of her, she will Live a life like hell; when he can no longer squeeze money from us, being abandoned is her only end. Greed is a beast that devours human nature. Gamblers have nothing but money in their hearts, and wives and children are nothing to them. Dispensable things can even be called cumbersome. Abusive words, punching and kicking, hunger and cold, I can imagine that it will become the whole of Lydia's life." Mary said while rubbing her aching temple.

Darcy took the hot cocoa from the maid and handed it to her lips, "Drink some, I heard that cocoa powder contains ingredients that make people feel relaxed. I completely agree with your point of view. Instead of letting her fall into long-term misfortune, It's better to let her experience short-term pain. In a few years, when she matures, she will naturally understand our painstaking efforts."

"I hope. I think you've heard that she hates me very much now." Mary smiled wryly, took a sip of the hot cocoa, the bittersweet viscous liquid filled her mouth, slid down her esophagus, and warmed her stomach.She did feel better.

"If you feel better, go to bed and sleep. I'm sorry, I didn't solve this matter as soon as possible, but it brought you trouble." Darcy's fingertips moved slightly, wanting to tidy up the mess around her ears The strands of hair are afraid that she will avoid it.

"No, this is a matter of the Bennett family. It has caused you a lot of trouble. We should be sorry." Mary said sincerely.

Darcy said nothing.He didn't like Mary's behavior of drawing boundaries very much.

He stood up with a straight face and said goodbye to her, "Then goodbye, Miss Mary. If you need help, you can send someone to me at any time. I will stay in London in the near future, and this is my address." He handed A finely crafted card passed.

"Goodbye." Mary took the card and watched his carriage go away.

On the first day Lydia was noisy and broke a lot of things.The next day she began a hunger strike, which Mary and Gardner ignored.If hunger made her quieter, they were happy to see it.On the third day, she buried herself in the quilt without saying a word, looking at everyone with hatred in her eyes.On the fourth day, Mary received a message from the orphans in the East End, and they were ready to do it. The time was around 09:30 in the evening, and the location was in the alley outside the Sinston Tavern.

Hinston Tavern is a favorite place for homeless people and gamblers, and the environment is very complicated, not to mention it is 09:30 in the evening.Mary could imagine the dangers she would run into if she went alone.But Wickham's behavior touched her bottom line, and she would not be reconciled if she didn't see him learn a lesson with her own eyes.

After thinking about it for a long time, after the sky was completely dark, she rented a carriage and drove to Grosswino Street.

"Mr. Darcy, there is a lady downstairs looking for you. She calls herself Mary Bennett." The servant stood at the door of the study and reported respectfully.

The sharp force of the pen nib scratched the document, and Darcy dropped the official business at hand and hurried downstairs.He slowed down as he approached the living room, and his steps became graceful and steady.

"What do you want from me, Miss Mary?" He bowed gently and politely to the girl standing in the middle of the living room, staring at her with a pair of deep eyes without blinking, and found that the scar on her neck had scabbed, tight The tight facial lines are slightly relaxed.

Mary was observing the layout of this apartment, which was very similar in style to Pemberley Manor, full of pure masculinity.Seeing Darcy, she pulled back her skirt and saluted him, "You once said that if I need help, I can come to you at any time, does that still count?"

"The promise to you is always valid." Darcy said cautiously.

Mary looked away uncomfortably, and said softly, "So, would you like to accompany me to a place?"

"Can I know where it is?" There was a gentle smile in Darcy's eyes, because Mary depended on him.

"Hinston's Tavern." Mary looked straight at him, waiting for his answer.

Darcy hesitated for a second before nodding in agreement.While ordering the servants to prepare the carriage, he took out a pistol from a drawer and loaded it.

Mary walked over, tilting her head to watch his movements.

"Don't you wonder why I went there?" She couldn't help asking.

"Of course you'll know when you go. Besides, I can't refuse any of your requests." He said ambiguous words in a flat tone.

Mary's ears were hot, and she turned her head away shyly.

Darcy glanced at her with a smile, put the pistol on his waist, and said softly, "Okay, we can set off."

According to Mary's instructions, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley outside the Singston Tavern. Several teenagers were squatting in the dark and talking softly. When they saw the carriage approaching, their eyes showed alertness.Mary leaned out the car window and gestured to the boys.Seeing her face clearly through the light of the tavern, the teenagers relaxed and nodded to her subtly.

"You know them?" Darcy asked in a deep voice.

"Yes. I'll treat you to a good show later." Mary stared at the door of the tavern with a brisk tone.She did not notice Darcy's gloomy complexion at all.