Pride and Prejudice: The Embarrassing Life of Miss Jane Bennett

The smooth development of the following story completely exceeded Nicholas' expectations.The girl was moved by the vampire's deep love, bravely betrayed her belief, and accepted Nicholas' love.Determined to stay with him forever, the girl agreed to Nicholas' request to turn her into a vampire, despite her knight's objections. .

The story is only a third of the way here. .

Nicolas de Duran looked at the letter behind him and ordered the footman to bring another candle.

The story is far from over.The girl's knight went away because of disappointment, and the girl who became a vampire after undergoing a painful transformation is not as simple as saying goodbye to the sun forever.She wants to suppress the agitation in her body, the rage that wants to tear everything apart, and the uncontrollable drinking of human blood like a wild beast, facing the ever-expanding darkness in her heart and the constant condemnation given to her by the heart that still belongs to human beings .

She's a Christian, she was a month ago, and now she's living on the blood of these Christians.The food that was originally delicious is now tasteless, and the blood that was originally stinky is now like wine.Catherine suffers from the double torment of morality and desire every day.

She needs Nicholas' reassurance.But Nicholas, who has been a vampire for many years, has long forgotten the feeling of being a human being.He is the leader of a vampire family, and what he faces every day is not only love.The last time he was injured was when he was injured by other patriarchs while fighting for the territory.The daily intrigues and intrigues made Nicholas tired, and he hoped to get Catherine's gentle caress when he was about to fall asleep in the morning.

Catherine forgets Nicholas' responsibilities and obligations

Nicholas ignores Catherine's struggle and pain

Mutual incomprehension, Catherine's humbleness in power and status as a newborn vampire - the lowest vampire, Nicholas' pressure and irritability in the face of other families' eyeing eyes, and finally the isolation and provocation of other female vampires in the family , The conflict between the two finally broke out in a misunderstanding. .

Facing Catherine's tears, screams and hysteria, Nicholas only had the coldness and majesty of being the supreme leader of a family.

There were no tender hugs, no tender kisses, and no words of love in front of the fireplace.

There are only his indifferent eyes and words:

"You hurt the blood of the same family, Catherine, you will be punished by sleeping for 500 years." Nicholas lowered his eyes so that the beautiful girl opposite could not see the emotion in his eyes, and said slowly: "I will be executed in one... one month." .”

Unable to face her tears after all, Nicholas changed the day that was on his lips into a month.

He thought he would hear her screaming like crazy, but when Nicholas looked up, he found that Catherine had quieted down.Although the tears were still streaming down her beautiful face, no sadness could be seen. .

"Do you still love me, Nicholas?" Catherine asked. .

"I will not let anyone shake your status. The bloodstone that symbolizes the status of the mistress is still worn by you. When you wake up, you still have the freshest blood, the most expensive gems, and the most beautiful roses." Nicholas raised his chin and said calmly but firmly.

He thought she was asking him for a commitment, she thought he was going to fall in love with someone else during her sleeping 500 years.Although her distrust made him sad, he was still willing to make a promise against his principles for her peace of mind.

After hearing what Nicholas said, Catherine smiled.That smile was so beautiful that Nicholas, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, was dizzy.

"I'm asking, Nicholas, do you still love me?" Catherine repeated with a smile. Tears rolled down her face and fell on the skirt of her clothes, dizzying flowers.

"What else do you want?" Nicholas frowned, not intending to continue to face this woman who always made him violate his principles, and her tears made his heart that had long stopped beating hurt.Turning around, Nicholas walked towards the door.

"Actually, you believe me to be innocent, don't you?" Catherine asked suddenly when Nicholas touched the doorknob.

Nicholas didn't speak.

"But for your family, you still choose to let me sleep." This time, Catherine just stated calmly.

Nicholas closed his eyes, then flung the door open and walked out. .

So he didn't see that Catherine's smile behind him was as hopelessly beautiful as the manjusawa blooming on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the castle in the morning, everyone fell into a deep sleep.No one saw that Catherine, wearing her most beautiful clothes and carrying the beautiful bloodstone pendant, climbed up the tower of the castle step by step

Lifting the curtain layer after layer, Catherine walked slowly but beautifully. .

Standing in front of the last curtain, Catherine stopped.As long as you pass, you can see the beautiful morning sun, the dew on the leaves and the gradually dissipating mist.

Catherine raised her head slightly and said softly:

"Nicholas, you should know that I have no desire for noble status, dazzling gems and endless life. Your love is my pursuit and my belief. Since even this is gone now, then, Nicholas," Speaking of this, a dreamy smile appeared on the girl's face, and said:

"I'm willing to walk back into the sun. Clean, leave."

On the second night, when everyone woke up, all they found was a beautiful bloodstone pendant, which had been blown away by the wind and was barely visible.

The story ends here.There is no happy ending, no happy love, no villain who deserves what he deserves, not even a single comment from the narrator.All that remains of the story is the ashes of the last tower.Even the hero who loves deeply, as if nothing had happened, calmly arranges the next affairs, his expression never changes.

Nicholas held the paper in a daze, as if he saw that blood-like gemstone and that little bit of ashes.

On the last page, a separate chapter is attached, similar to the epilogue of the story.It tells the story of the knight who has always loved the girl, when he got the news of the girl's death, he went back to the castle like crazy to take revenge on the vampire.

The attack with all its strength seemed to be nothing in front of that powerful vampire.

In the end, the knight collapsed under the rose bushes in the courtyard, looking at the bright moonlight above his head, feeling the passing of life bit by bit.

"I'll be with her right away." The knight said to the indifferent standing man with a childlike smile on his face.

"No, you can't." The man immediately said with his still calm voice: "The life of the vampire is cursed, heaven and hell, you will never find her."

After speaking, Nicholas stood quietly in front of the flowers, watching the knight close his eyes in despair.There was a hint of success in the calm eyes.

When the breath of the knight's life completely dissipated...

"You can't, Daniel." Nicholas still said in his calm voice, "I can't either, although I want to be with her so much, even if I become ashes." Nicholas's expression seemed to be frozen, looking Not a trace of sadness.He just said in that calm and even dull voice: "But I can't, yes, I can't. Catherine also knows that I can't. That's why she made such a cruel decision, and this is her real punishment for me. "The cold voice finally turned into a low murmur, and Nicholas suddenly raised his voice again, saying: "But I don't regret it, and I'm not wrong. It's just that I live endlessly in the world without her. But there is no Love, there is no hope... that's all." Nicholas raised his chin, turned gracefully, and walked towards the beast-like old castle.

"I won't regret it, it's just loneliness..." Nicholas' voice came faintly.

This proud blood may not have thought that in the thousands of years without Catherine, his life would be the same as it is now, but he was never lonely at that time.

He refused to admit that the loneliness born of love is so ecstatic. .

Moreover, his heart has long been reduced to ashes.

Like Catherine that morning, together, become ashes. .

Nicholas slammed the stack of papers onto the table.He swears to God that if a man wrote this story, he would go to Hertfordshire and beat that man up. .

What kind of story is this writing? It's so heart-wrenching!Transforming Mr. de Duran's inner thoughts into a Tucao body is probably like this. .

This story must have been written by an old aunt and spinster who couldn't get married. .

De Duran took the paper back and smoothed out the pages, he thought.Only that kind of woman with a tangled and dark heart can write such a tormenting story, she just can't see others. .

But the sweetness and entanglement of love that readers will feel is not like what an old maid can write.

Closing his eyes, de Duran went over the story from beginning to end. .

In the end, I have to admit that every link that brought the two to the final step happened naturally.Natural humanity, natural choice, it seems that from the very beginning, after the identities and personalities of the two people became clear, the story of the two people was destined to end like that.

Now, De Duran seems to understand why the old guys are arguing about the plot. .

Standing up, De Duran looked at the dancing wicks at the foot of the table.I didn't expect that the few letters I sent out just for fun would bring me back such a horrible 'fun'. .

"Miss Jane Bennett." With one last glance at the Supreme handwriting, De Duran blew out the candles and walked toward the bedroom. .

Of course, Jian Lan here didn't know that she was being missed by a pervert. She was sitting in a corner of Aunt Philip's living room with Mr. Wycombe without tears.Listen to Mr. Wycombe slandering Darcy. .

I said, Mr. Wycombe, how deeply did you love him at the beginning, and now you hate him so much, even I, a woman who has not shown any special affection for you, will not let it go, and insist on discrediting me Darcy is satisfied!

In fact, you just want to make sure that the pretty women who appear around Darcy don't like him, so that they don't pose a threat to you, right?right!

Mr. Darcy, you can be satisfied, someone loves you so much... Jian Lan turned her head, lasagna tears streaming down twisted.

"Miss Bennett, are you feeling well?" Wycombe asked sensitively, noticing Jian Lan's strangeness.

Yeah, I'm pretty sick, my dick hurts

"Cough, I caught a cold a few days ago, and just felt a little dizzy." Jian Lan smiled softly at Wickham.

"So that's the case. It seems that Miss Bennett needs to exercise more. I understand the feeling of a cold. It's really uncomfortable." Wycombe said with a understanding smile.

Stop talking, you are not me, how can you understand my pain...

However, if you let me kick you [there], maybe you will understand.My dearest Mr. Wycombe, don’t tell me any more stories. I have read the translated version of Yilin Publishing House seven or eight times when I was in elementary school, and the original version twice in high school. The audio-visual version I have watched it more than ten times from [-] to [-]!You still give me the live version, can I not hurt my ass? !

At this time, Jian Lan actually began to miss Cousin Collins, at least Cousin Collins's great pleasure was to praise others with all kinds of long and gorgeous words, and her cousin Jane happened to be this unfortunate "other".

However, the point is that those compliments are all without repetition!

"Wickham, you agreed to dance with me today!" Lydia suddenly appeared beside the two of them, and pulled Wickham away without saying a word. .

Jian Lan smiled and watched them leave holding hands. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard a voice:

"My dear cousin Jane, I have to say that your sitting posture is very elegant, just like my benefactor, Mrs. Catherine said, only a lady who is graceful in standing, walking, sitting, and walking can be called a lady.".

Mother star, Jian Lan almost wanted to throw her head on the table, I just thought about it for a while, don't really fix this thing, can you?

Jian Lan wants to cry but has no tears. .

"Welcome, master." In the evening, when Darcy arrived at his residence in London, the butler led the servants and stood at the door to greet him. "The room is ready, and the banquet dresses needed in a few days have been prepared."

"Thank you." Darcy nodded to the old butler, then took off his coat, handed it to the butler, and went straight to the bathroom.

"Mr. Collins will inherit all my father's estate after his death. As a Miss Bennet, wouldn't it be the best choice to marry him? Perhaps my dear cousin Collins thinks I am flattering!"

From the manner of Mr. Collins towards his superiors, it is not difficult to see what his attitude towards those of his social inferiors is.

He has seen many such people.

Darcy unbuttoned his shirt and put it on the hanger.

The water in the silver bathtub was swaying, vaguely, Darcy seemed to see the slightly joking expression, and asked with a smile: "Did Mr. Darcy cancel the supper at night, and then got up in the middle of the night Going to the stables for oats?"

"Why, Mr. Darcy thinks I'm not worthy of being pursued?" The anger in her eyes burned her eyes extremely brightly.

Darcy has always disdained to speculate on other people's minds, but at that time he clearly felt the anger of that Miss Bennett.

stop!Fitzwilliam Darcy!

Darcy closed his eyes and ordered the servant to pour a bucket of water over his head.

"Wow—"

Just a moment of inexplicable emotion.

Darcy opened his eyes and told himself so.