Pride and Prejudice the Poor Princess

On the carriage of the Bennet family, Mrs. Bennet glared at her daughter angrily, seeing that she didn't respond, she wanted to pinch her a few times with her fingers.Jane and Elizabeth, who were in the car with them, looked out the window and acted stupidly.

"Oh, Mary! Oh, God..." She shook Mary's shoulders, gestured God's blessing to the roof of the car, and looked like she was going crazy.

"Don't you love Mr. Darcy? Don't tell mom that you don't plan to marry him, or mom will faint!" She finally compromised and said pitifully, holding her daughter's hand.This marriage meant so much to the Bennet family that if Mary married Mr. Darcy, the other four daughters would not have to worry about their marriages.Who wouldn't want to climb up to such a powerful brother-in-law?

"Of course not!" Mary quickly denied, and then looked out the window blushing.She just couldn't say it.

"Thank goodness!" said Mrs. Bennet, relieved.

"Dear Mary, if you love Mr. Darcy, you'd better tell him how you feel. You've already rejected him once, and if you don't get a little response from you, maybe he will back down." Elizabeth Sincere advice.

"Well, I'll tell him next time." Mary nodded earnestly, "but please believe me, if he shrinks back because he can't get a word, then he's not Darcy."

"Yes, Mr. Darcy's will is very firm, which is quite different from some cowardly and independent people!" Jane, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said in a mocking tone.Bingley's disappearance twice in a row finally made her realize—maybe her character is too soft to make him come and go whenever he wants, completely ignoring her feelings.Now she changed her attitude towards Bingley, imitating Mary intentionally or unintentionally, smiling at him when she was in a good mood, and not even giving him a straight look when she was in a bad mood.She obviously felt that Bentley was infinitely more enthusiastic than before.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Bingley is such a disappointment! He proposed to marry my little darling to Wickham. Doesn't he know that Wickham is hiding around like a mouse? Thousands of pounds Debt, it sounds really scary, pay it off this time and next time, next time, next time... God, I doubt that there will be a time to pay it off in this life, unless he completely quits the bad habit of gambling But as far as I know, none of the gamblers who shouted to quit gambling has succeeded!" Mrs. Bennet patted her chest with lingering fear, her tone changed, and she sincerely praised, "Mr. Darcy had the foresight and tried his best to stop it!" This marriage."

Mary smiled silently, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.She was too ashamed just to rehearse the confession scene in her mind, what should she do in reality?God, it's so frustrating!Maybe I should practice more in front of the mirror these days.

Perhaps hurt by Mary's evasion, Darcy didn't come to the door for three days in a row.Mary was not worried at all, and just took the opportunity to adjust her mentality.

On the evening of the fourth day, while Mary was making flour in the kitchen, the door of Bennett's house was knocked, and a very luxuriously dressed lady entered, with a haughty look on her brow.She introduced herself as Lady Catherine de Boer, Darcy's aunt, and was received with great enthusiasm by Mrs. Bennet.

Mary heard her distinctive sharp voice, and wanted to go out to meet her immediately, but guessing her reason for coming, she was not in a hurry, and continued to make flour slowly.

"Long time no see, Mrs. de Boer! How are you doing?" Elizabeth's polite greeting only got her a cold nod.

"Where is Miss Mary? I must speak to her at once," she said commandingly.

"She's preparing dinner in the kitchen, please wait a moment." Elizabeth frowned, she really couldn't like this high-ranking Mrs. De Boer.

"Can't your family afford a decent cook?" Mrs. de Boer raised her chin, with contempt in her haughty expression.

"Our family doesn't lack that little money, but the best chef in the whole of England is my Mary. Just imagine which chef would dare to act ugly under her nose?" Mrs. Bennet proudly showed off.She had the same problem with Mrs. de Boer, thinking that her daughter was the best in the world.This is the ultimate showdown between female control and female control.

Mrs. de Boer's expression was a little distorted, Elizabeth smiled unkindly, and gave up the battlefield to her mother.

Mrs. Bennett was indeed very powerful. Seeing Mrs. de Boer's eyes resting on the oil painting on the wall of the living room, she said proudly, "Ah, this is Mary's painting when she was 16 years old. She doesn't practice painting very much, but she is very talented. Excellent. Pastor Scott said that her brushwork combines the advantages of classicism and romanticism. If she is willing to specialize in this, she may become a generation of famous artists."

She shrugged and continued in an indifferent tone, "But it's a pity that Mary's ambition is not here. Painting is just a pastime for her to pass the boring time. Ah yes, there was once a navigator who was willing to pay 800 pounds for this painting, and Mary Refused."

Mrs. de Boer has to admit that this is an excellent work, whether it is brushstrokes, colors, or artistic conception, they are all perfectly combined, which shows the profound skill of the painter.She thought of what Collins had said about Mary being useless, and she felt angry.She was going to use her weakness to let her quit automatically, but now it seems that she was fooled by Collins!Damn it, a fool who only knows how to flatter and please!If he had married Mary he would not have had so much trouble!

Mrs. de Boer was angry, and her anger was instantly aroused by Mrs. Bennett.

Seeing the eyes of the guests shift from the oil painting to the table, Mrs. Bennet found a new topic, "Ah, you like this tablecloth too, don't you? Are the flowers and flying butterflies alive? And these vine-shaped lace, I can guarantee that no one can draw it out, even if it is worn on clothes, it will be the most fashionable in London!"

She spared no effort to praise her daughter, and she must let Mr. Darcy's aunt know that the Darcy family did not lose at all by marrying her daughter.

Mrs. de Boere's haughty expression was a little unstoppable.She had to admit again that Mary's needlework was also unrivaled!She turned her head angrily and saw the harp and piano standing in the corner of the living room. A bad premonition floated in her heart. It was too late to look away, and Mrs. Bennet began to boast again, "I heard that Anna de Boer Miss is very good at playing the piano? What a coincidence, so is Mary. Every time we go to church to pray, Pastor Scott must specify that Mary should accompany him. He also said that the harp music played by Mary comes from the fairy world, you Can you imagine that wonderful feeling?"

Mrs. de Boer could not imagine, her liver hurt.

Elizabeth turned her face away, covered her mouth, and laughed smugly.Sure enough, Mrs. de Boer is not enough to look good in front of the mother who spoils her daughter infinitely.What's more, Mary is really good, and she can't refute it even if she wants to.

"Mrs. De Boer, long time no see. Dinner is ready, stay with us for a little bit, how about we catch up after the meal?" Mary, who suddenly appeared, saved Mrs. De Boer who was on the verge of defeat.She nodded reservedly, but wanted to see how good the best chef in the whole of England could be.

In fact, Mary's cooking skills did not let her down.Although her heart was churning with anger, the speed of her meal did not slow down at all.She thought of the head chef at Rosings Manor, and of Collins' praise of his craftsmanship when Mary visited, she just wanted to rush back immediately and slap his boastful mouth a few times.Mary and Elizabeth must have been watching their own jokes!Poor myself and complacent about it!

After dinner, her face can only be described by the word 'horror'.She hooked her fingers and signaled Mary to go to the back garden to have a private chat with her.Mary wiped her mouth gracefully and followed silently.Elizabeth had already sent a servant to inform Darcy, who should be here soon.

"Please leave Darcy." She ordered straight to the point.

"Why?" Mary raised her jaw with a more noble and arrogant posture, suppressing Mrs. de Boer's aggressive aura to the last bit.

"You should have seen it too," she smiled slightly, and continued, "I have impressive cooking skills, good at painting and music, proficient in three foreign languages, very good at needlework, good at housekeeping and financial management, perfect manners, good-looking. She is pretty, and I think there is nothing that I am not worthy of Darcy."

"Your meager dowry and ordinary family background are the biggest problems, not to mention that your family's reputation has been severely damaged! Marrying you is simply a disgrace to the Darcy family!" Mrs. De Boer said sharply.

"As long as Darcy doesn't mind, these problems you mentioned are not problems." Mary shrugged indifferently.

"How on earth are you willing to leave Darcy? Is £2000 enough?" Mrs. de Boer took out the check she had prepared.

"My cooking skills, my embroidery, which one can't bring me a lot of money? As long as I want to, I can live well by myself. It's not about money, please take back the check! I am willing Marrying him is only because I love him, and there is no other reason." Mary said each word carefully, without noticing the sudden stiff figure at the corner.

"You are so stubborn! Well, you forced me to do this. If you insist on marrying Darcy, I will announce that I will sever ties with him. It depends on whether he chooses to be a relative who grows up with him or just knows him for a year. You are here." Mrs. de Boer squinted her eyes, waiting for Mary's panicked expression.

The figure around the corner breathed heavily.

Mary burst out laughing.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Mrs. de Boer was about to be driven crazy by her attitude of being soft and hard.

"I am laughing at your bluff, ma'am," said Mary bluntly. "You will never disown Darcy, whoever he marries, and you have nothing to do but accept it. After bereaved, a man will It must be very difficult for a frail daughter to grow up and manage a huge inheritance, isn't it ma'am? Who else can you and Miss Anna rely on after breaking off ties with Darcy? After you leave, she will be swallowed alive anytime, anywhere Forgive me for speaking too bluntly, but you know I speak the truth. If you bless us, we will remember your friendship."

Mrs. de Boer's face turned red and white, white and red again, and she said weakly after a few minutes, "Okay, I admit defeat! I wish you all! I hope you can take care of my little Anna in the future. You know, I It's getting old."

"Sure, ma'am." Mary raised her skirt and saluted gracefully.

"I can't believe that you were born in a small country gentleman's family. You are more aristocratic than all the noble ladies I have ever seen!" Mrs. de Boer softened her tone, nodded slightly to Mary who was smiling but straightened her back leave.

Mary watched her back, and saw Darcy coming out of the corner, Qiqi was stunned.

"I'm sorry, my child. My aunt did something stupid. But you also saw that I was defeated by your fiancée. Your vision is as accurate as ever, and she will become a qualified mistress." Mrs. de Boer apologized Open up and leave room for a young couple.

"You, you heard?" Mary asked tangled.

"Yes, I got the answer I've been waiting for for a long time, and I'm very happy now, very happy!" Darcy's unusually hoarse voice suppressed great ecstasy.He walked up to Mary quickly, took her soft little hand, knelt down without warning, and said slowly in the most pious tone, "Please look into my eyes, from the deepest part of them you will see me Have a heart that is captivated by your charms. Your sweetness and your enchanting tenderness surpass the will of the gods, and I am completely intoxicated. I tremble, gasp, whisper, I am lost. Since that day, you Those dear lips pierced my heart, penetrated my bleeding core, sweet poison, inevitable and charming disaster. I found myself already in love with you irresistibly, except you Besides, everything around you is disgusting, and the charm of the whole world seems to be transferred to you. I can't concentrate on anything but your every move. I would like to be like the humblest servant I will serve you, and I am willing to fight for you like the most loyal knight. Please agree to my marriage proposal and become the only true love of my life!"

After saying that, he kissed the back of Mary's hand, acting so carefully, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world.

Mary felt a thin layer of sweat from the palm he was holding her, and it felt a little slippery to the touch.Right now he is very nervous, even the rapid heartbeat seems to be close to his ears.

"How many romance novels did you extract to piece together this touching love story? This is not Darcy's style at all!" Mary tried to say something to ease the atmosphere.God knows, she's getting nervous too.

"These are the true portrayal of my mood, please don't ask where it comes from." Darcy said uncomfortably, and secretly exerted force with his palm, "I have been tortured by you for long enough, please give me an affirmative answer. "

"Hey, promise him, baby! Do you want to kill Mommy?" Mrs. Bennett shouted from the balcony on the second floor, with her four daughters crowded around her, making faces at the two of them.

"Mr. Darcy, your proposal is so beautiful! I wrote it all down!" Elizabeth raised the small notebook in her hand.

Darcy's expression was calm, but the tips of his ears turned red bit by bit.Mary couldn't bear to torment him any longer, she squeezed his palm lightly, and said briskly, "Okay, I am willing. Who else can I marry if I don't marry you?"

"Wow!" Lydia exclaimed excitedly, scattered the rose petals she had prepared on the two people who were embracing each other, and shouted loudly, "I wish you happiness! Hurry up and exchange a kiss, you are already a fiancée! "

Darcy smiled and gave Mary a quick peck on the pink lips.

Mary's cheeks were flushed, meeting Darcy's affectionate gaze, suppressing the shyness in her heart, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

完结

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The author has something to say: This is the end of the main text. Yes, I have committed an old habit again. I always like to stop abruptly at the happiest moment.

There are still a few side stories, even the last three, which may not be of interest to many people, so you don't have to buy them.Thank you for your company!

This article has almost never responded to everyone’s messages, mainly because I am in a very bad state now, my glass heart will shatter when I poke it, and I have no time to spare.

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