hello mr darcy

"You should know that I welcome your visits at any time."

It was the third time Darcy said such words to Mr. Bingley before he left.

Bingley secretly glanced at the little head that was hiding behind Darcy and Lydia, and smiled speechlessly.

"Yes, Darcy. I promise, too, that I will remember it well."

Bentley looked at his eyes, almost smiling.This made Mr. Darcy, who was not used to it, stiffen even more. He just lightly grasped the belt on his back waist, and the strength of that little hand made him hold his breath and restrain himself.

Jane rolled her eyes with a smile, and patted Lydia's hand: "Yes, we will definitely visit more often. Please rest assured."

"Of course." Lydia nodded. She approached Jane and whispered, "You should also know that you need to see a doctor earlier."

She looked at Jane's abdomen very meaningfully, and the hint that her eyes were about to shine made Jane's ears turn red.Nodding her little sister's forehead, Jane said angrily, "Okay, I got it."

Mr. Henry took off his hat and saluted: "Thank you very much for the hospitality these few days, Mr. Darcy."

"My pleasure." Darcy nodded.

Henry smiled, and turned his head to look at the little tail behind Darcy, that lovely little girl.

"And a huge thank you to Miss Darcy for the music, it's so refreshing."

Georgiana blinked her eyes, looked at her elder brother with some helplessness, and then took a step forward and knelt down to salute: "Thank you for your compliment, I am flattered."

"No, no, no, this is all very true, Miss Darcy." Henry put on his hat with a smile, "You must realize what beautiful music such a pair of talented hands can play."

Before Georgiana could react, Darcy said, "Thank you, Mr. Henry, for your praise, and I wish you the best of luck."

Henry raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mr. Darcy, who was like a calf, and the curvature of the corners of his lips increased a little.Cai nodded slightly, and said hello to Lydia: "Then, goodbye too. Dear Miss Lydia."

Before Darcy could say anything more, Henry turned around and got into the carriage with a quick reaction.The coachman, who belonged exclusively to the Henry family, obviously knew the character of the little master very well, and he flicked his whip very tacitly.

The basic mountain is that Henry just sat down on his front foot, and the carriage accelerated quickly.

"That...then we'll be leaving," said Mr. Bingley.

Jane took Bingley's arm, and the two turned and got into the carriage.

Bentley poked his head out of the carriage and yelled at Caroline, who was a step behind in reacting: "Hurry up, Caroline!"

Miss Bingley, who had a bad complexion, took a deep look at Lydia.Then he turned around and got into the carriage, and left Pemberley with his brother and sister-in-law.

"Is it my fault?" Lydia asked, "Just before she left, she didn't seem to look very well at Georgiana?"

It was quite reasonable for Miss Bingley to stare at herself.Although it was still a very uncultivated approach, Lydia could barely understand it.

But... Where did Georgiana provoke her?

Looking at the back of his sister practicing the piano, Darcy shook his head: "I think that Mr. Henry is not kind."

"You mean?" Lydia raised an eyebrow. "He to Georgiana?"

Darcy shook his head: "I'm not sure, it's just a feeling."

Although I have always known that Mr. Darcy attaches great importance to his family.But looking at him protecting the calf like this, Lydia thought it was too cute.

She didn't restrain herself either, and directly and secretly started her hands.Gently tugged on Mr. Darcy's stern face, and when he watched the man turn his head, he smiled: "Okay, don't be so nervous."

"After all..." She looked at Georgiana in the room and said slowly, "Our Georgiana is not a young and ignorant girl, is she?"

Darcy looked at her, Lydia's bright eyes, and felt as though Lydia had fully seen what he thought he would never tell anyone else.

But this conjecture did not arouse any defense in him.On the contrary, it is extremely acceptable.

Even Darcy was considering whether it was necessary to tell this lady about the absurd things about his little sister and Wickham when she was young.

After all, she was Georgiana's future eldest sister-in-law.Such worries should not be hidden by him alone.

"Yes, she's grown up," said Darcy.

Lydia looked back with a smile, looked at this extremely conscientious elder brother for a while, and then said: "For so many years, the elder brother is like a father. I think it is very tiring?"

Darcy opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

He wanted to tell Lydia, not tired.

But, really not tired?

"Alright, there will be a banquet later." Lydia changed the subject with a smile, "I think it's time to get ready?"

Darcy came back to his senses and withdrew his thoughts from Georgiana's past.He lowered his head and looked at the girl beside him: "Of course."

The banquet was set up in the afternoon.

This was specially arranged by Lydia.

Such a battlefield will only start after an extremely exquisite meal.

In Lydia's words, "when they've eaten and drank enough, it's the most physiologically relaxing time for a person."

I remember the girl even raised her eyebrows mischievously: "The digestive tract will compete with their brains for the pitifully small amount of blood!"

How did you answer it back then?

Darcy thought about it before nodding.That's right, he asked: "In such a banquet, few people will really eat and drink a lot."

Then, the burden of preparing food was shared between the two of them.

"A gourmet feast that makes people can't help but speak."

This is Lydia's goal.

Looking at the dazzling array of food on the menu, Darcy had to admit that there were indeed a lot of ghost ideas in the girl's little mind.

Just looking at the introduction like this, I couldn't help being curious.

Presumably, when the banquet really starts, there will always be people who can't help but take a few bites, right?

Of course Lydia didn't regard this as the most important means.But at least it can help her solve one or two weak willpower and not very clear mind.

The real difficulty in negotiation will not be easily resolved with a few plates of dim sum and some delicacies.

"I thought, maybe I need to prepare a lot of different contracts."

When Darcy entered the study, he happened to stare at Lydia trying to put the pen in his mouth.The little girl, who was almost caught, spoke quickly.Trying to shift the focus of the two of them away from her unformed behavior of biting a pen.

Darcy sighed: "Lydia, that's not clean."

He came over, gently took the pen from the girl's hand, and sat down by himself.After taking a piece of paper, I raised my head: "You tell me, I'll help you write."

"Oh, there's no need for that," Lydia wailed, "I promise I won't bite."

Of course, I raised my hands in a very solemn manner, but I couldn't get permission to write by myself again.Seeing Darcy's resolute appearance, Lydia could only pouted, and reluctantly agreed.

"I think that different levels of technology should be given to different people," she said.

"Oh?" Darcy raised his eyebrows, but the speed under his hand did not slow down a bit, "I thought it would be dangerous."

Lydia nodded, approving the judgment.

"Yes. Of course, there are risks."

She stood up, gave Darcy the most comfortable writing position behind the desk, and then found another bench to lie down very comfortably.

"But, you know what?"

Pointing to the beautifully decorated oil paintings on the study, she said with a smile: "It has always been the dream of everyone to be able to get the maximum benefit from the same thing from different hands."

Facing Darcy's helpless but approving eyes, Lydia continued: "Don't deny it, you've never thought about it that way?"

"Of course." Darcy nodded, "but it's not easy to implement, is it?"

Lydia didn't answer this question.

Who says it's not easy to implement?

"Besides, if I release this treasure-like technology without discrimination, no one will cherish it." Lydia nodded seriously, "Some people with unclear minds should be separated out. It is."

Darcy recorded the drafting of several contracts spoken by Lydia before putting down the quill in his hand.Unable to hold back the itch in his hands, he walked over and tapped the girl's little head lightly.

"Fortunately, you will be a Darcy in the future, otherwise I don't know when and where my property will be tricked by you."

Lydia looked up, looked at the person standing beside her, blinked her sleepy eyes, and muttered, "Oh, what a pity! I can't cheat my own people!"

"Besides, the price is clearly marked and straight to the point. I'm Zhou Yu playing Huang Gai!"

"Hit what?" Darcy didn't hear the girl's last muttered words clearly, and there was no result when she asked again, so he had to cover the girl with a soft but warm blanket.

Looking at the sleepy sleeping face of the girl, Darcy felt infinitely soft in his heart.

He thought, once, his father must have done this too, right?

In the same study, throw a blanket over the mother.

The benches here are most suitable for a nap in the afternoon.Even the position of the chair is exactly the position of the person sitting behind the desk, a position that can be seen by looking up.

Just looking at the girl like this made Darcy feel infinitely happy.

"You would make a fine Mrs. Darcy."

"My... Mrs. Darcy."

The author has something to say: On the first day of the new year, I wish you all the best~

small theater

Lydia: Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai, hehe~

Darcy: What yellow cover?

Lydia: Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai.

Darcy: Zhou Yu what?

Lydia: Zhou Yu... hit... Huang Gai!

Darcy: Zhou what cover?

Lydia: ...

Darcy: This kind of writing is really too difficult, why would I choose to learn it? ! !

Pudding can't help but imagine the little daily life after marriage, Mr. Darcy from ooc~~~

And the Shura field that everyone is looking forward to~ Pudding thought about it and decided to make it sweeter on the first day of the Chinese New Year~

Thanks~

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