hello mr darcy

The liveliness of Netherfield Gardens did not seem to be affected in the slightest by the gradually sinking night.

The people who came to the wedding almost all left.The remaining three or two were either excellent friends of Bentley.The rest are the Bennet family and Mr. Darcy.

Mrs. Bennet held Jane's hand, she was in tears for a while: "Jenny, you have to be well."

Jane looked at her mother's hands that had already lost the traces of time, and suddenly lost the strength to speak.She always felt that her mother, although she was so enthusiastic, always made her feel a little indescribable.

Always talking about her daughter's marriage, the pressure brought to her, the oldest daughter, is not small.

but……

Jane's eyes were a little wet, and she blinked her eyes to barely force back the tears that came from nowhere.But the voice was still unbearably choked.

"Yes, Mom!" She said slowly, but Mrs. Bennet was relieved.

She greeted Mr. Bennet, ready to say goodbye together: "Katie, where's Lydia?"

Mrs. Bennet looked around, but she still couldn't find her daughter, she couldn't help but frowned: "It's so late, where is she? It can't be in the garden, it's really unsafe... ..."

The way Mary was about to speak suddenly stopped, and she looked at Katie, who was called by her mother, at a loss, to make sure that she had better be quiet.

If Mrs. Bennet knew that her little daughter was not only not in the warm house at such a late hour, but had already walked out of the garden.God knows what kind of firecrackers will be ignited at once.

Just imagining it, Mary couldn't help shivering.

Katie was very nervous, she raised her neck, and replied very indifferently: "Of course not, Mom! Lydia has already gone out by herself, saying that she is going to see the factory she bought."

"My God!" Mrs. Bennet didn't come up in one breath, she just felt dizzy for a moment, and even her legs went limp a few times, and she leaned against Jane beside her.

Looking at his poor wife's small body, Mr. Bingley was very distressed.However, men and women are different, he stood aside, his hands didn't know how to help, he just stood where he was.

Fortunately, Jane reacted very quickly. She took the smelling salts from the servant and put them under Mrs. Bennet's nose, letting her smell them for a while.It was finally awakened Mrs. Bennet's extremely fragile nerves.

"My Lydia!" Mrs. Bennet's voice rose suddenly. "Is she alone?"

Katie pouted and nodded indifferently.

Ignoring the surprised gazes of Jane and Bingley, Katie played with her skirt by herself, as if nothing happened.

Darcy has seen Lydia in front of the people, so he is naturally very sure of the girl's ability to handle affairs.Although he did not approve of such a dangerous behavior, it was obviously more urgent to appease the frightened Mrs. Bennet at this time.

"Lydia left in a carriage. The place is not far away. She must be halfway there now, and she will be back tomorrow morning." Darcy's voice was very calm, like a booster, and she The chaotic place suddenly fell silent.

Mrs. Bennet turned her head, with a look of hope on her face: "Really?"

Darcy hid his inner worries, and nodded very calmly without showing any signs on his face.

Mrs. Bennet finally calmed down, but she still felt a dull pain in her chest.He called his daughters to go out together, and wailed for his poor nerves while walking.

Mr. Bennet had some helplessness on his face, and he followed silently.However, when passing by Darcy's side, he stopped for a moment, turned his head sideways, looked at this gentleman with a very calm face, and nodded slightly.

Before Darcy could react, he caught up with his wife first.

Darcy's brows became furrowed because of the sudden action of the future husband-in-law.His legs followed a few steps uncontrollably, and he chased him to the door in a daze.

Only then watched the Bennet family leave in a carriage.

Looking at the carriage with the logo of Bennet's house, Darcy's heart skipped a beat: Lydia, where is the carriage in?

With such thoughts, Darcy could no longer maintain his calm face.After untying his horse, he quickly chased after Bennet's carriage.

He didn't know, just what Lydia had experienced in this short period of time.

"What do you want?" Lydia asked, not paying attention to the bound hands, but looking directly at Wickham with a pair of eyes.

Wickham was uncharacteristically, the frivolity and disdain on his face could not be concealed at all.He took a look at Lydia's tightly tied appearance, and her usually extremely delicate makeup was also messed up in this burst of tearing and struggling.

Inexplicably, a sense of happiness suddenly surged in his heart.

It's like, Miss Lydia, a woman who thinks so highly of herself, ends up falling into the hands of someone she usually looks down on.This kind of feeling unexpectedly greatly comforted Wickham's inexplicable self-esteem, and made his subsequent actions even more fierce.

Lydia snorted, and the back of her neck was hit hard against the rear of the carriage, which made her body stiff with pain.If she really was the ignorant and fearless original body, even if she didn't let out a scream at this moment, she would stare at Mr. Wickham unabashedly.

Lydia understood that at this time, it must not be a good choice to provoke this man.

No matter how restrained he was, there was only a muffled grunt leaking from between his teeth.There was no killing intent in his eyes.Of course, he didn't show any timidity.

Instead, the calm is terrifying.

Wickham looked at Lydia's eyes, and suddenly thought of an acquaintance for no reason.That Mr. Darcy who grew up with him since he was a child, this man who left him a lot of shadows.

This association made Wickham's body tremble uncontrollably.But when he realized this, he glared at Lydia angrily.

hand, but did not do anything else.On the contrary, he got out of the carriage on his own and whipped the horses in front.

The carriage was driven up all of a sudden, and the sudden speed caused Lydia's already painful back to be hit hard a few times without any preparation.

The uncontrollable pain caused tears to condense unconsciously in the eye sockets.Lydia blinked fiercely, forcing back all the tears.

"Don't be weak, Lydia!" she said to herself. "If you get weak at a time like this, it's all over!"

At this time, the only thing that can be effective is self-help.

And if she wants to save herself, she must be strong and calm down.

"Mr. Wickham." Lydia's voice was very calm, without even the slightest tremor.Such a voice, under the bumpy carriage, seemed unusually calm.

Wickham, who was whipping rapidly, was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and turned his head indifferently: "Poor lady, are you ready to beg me hard?"

His face suddenly sank: "That's useless."

Lydia thought quickly in her heart, but she didn't show anything on her face: "I'm poor and white now, and my only family property is spent in that factory, so what's the point of you tying me up?"

After these words, Wickham's expression didn't change at all, and he was still so fierce, which surprised Lydia for a while.

She thought that such a person who regards money as his life will at least react a little when he hears these words.

It's tricky... Lydia thought to herself.

Wickham smiled, and Lydia saw a bit of unexpected coldness on his face.

"Do you think that I care about your little money?" He rubbed his fingers with great disdain, pretending to be counting the money wantonly, and raised his eyebrows at Lydia, "I can get it, it's almost More than you, poor woman, can imagine!"

Lydia raised her eyes and asked, "How can I be valuable?"

Wickham was showing off his enthusiasm, but he seemed to be stuck halfway. He opened his mouth stupidly, but no sound came out.

It seemed that he was aware of his embarrassment, and this realization made Wickham suddenly unhappy.The flames of anger burned in his eyes, making the handsome face that was no longer a gentleman look even more hideous under the moonlight at this moment.

Wickham smiled: "Poor girl, don't be so naive and want to ask..."

Facing Lydia's gaze, Wickham gave her an extremely disdainful face before turning around to go out.

At the same time, there was another sentence that caused Lydia, who was curled up in the carriage, to tremble uncontrollably.

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for hurting you to make poor Darcy's heart ache, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do that to a girl so easily. You are... so pitiful!"

Looking at the hood shaking in the wind, Lydia's eyes were full of glue.

The dark night made this kidnapping easy.But it is also Lydia's only hope of escape.

Lydia couldn't realize more clearly that if she waited until tomorrow morning, she would arrive at her destination.God knows what the result will be for her.

She blinked, looked in the corner of the somewhat old hood, and then narrowed her eyes.

Opportunities are always fleeting.

Lydia moved over slowly, and leaned against the slightly protruding wooden tip.The rope on the back was constantly rubbing up and down.

This piece of wood was damaged due to disrepair for a long time, and it turned out to be Lydia's only chance in the disaster!

The author has something to say: the plot finally comes to the outline, and the conflict that pudding has prepared for a long time breaks out~~~

Pudding will tell you, is Mr. Darcy's exclusive welfare gift package finally coming~~~

small theater

Lydia: I was kidnapped?

Wickham: Hahaha, you are in my hands! ! !

Darcy: Don't worry, I'll be right there.

Wickham: ...?

Pudding: Yes, yes, let you find a good place to talk (tan) day (hao) talk (lian) ground (ai)~

Wickham: ...? ! ! !

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