Mrs. Darcy's daily life

In the library, among the rows of books, Caroline quietly sat on the sofa holding a book, and the warm sunlight came in from the window, casting dappled shadows.Fragments of sunlight fell on Caroline's hair and skin, jumping and spinning non-stop, as if she was dancing a silent ballet.

This is what Darcy saw when he opened the library and walked into the library. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth immediately, and his eyes were gentle and greasy.

"What book are you reading?" The magnetic and pleasant voice sounded in Caroline's ear, and when she raised her head, she had already sat on Darcy's lap.

Darcy put his arms around Caroline and kissed her on the cheek.

"It's over," Caroline put down the book, looked at Darcy and asked.

Darcy gave a low "um", buried his head in Caroline's neck, took a deep breath, smelled the faint fragrance of her body, the fatigue between his brows was relieved, and he felt extraordinarily at ease and comfortable.

Caroline didn't move, just let him hold her like this.

"Why don't you go back to your room to wash up, take a rest by the way, and I'll call you again when you have dinner in the evening."

Darcy raised his head and smiled and pecked her lips: "Well, what about you, why don't you go to rest with me too?" Rubbing Caroline's eyebrows with his thumb, Darcy stared at her with bright black eyes and said .

Caroline shook her head: "Go by yourself, I still have some things to deal with later", she stood up as she spoke, Darcy didn't stop her, and stood up with her.

"Okay then", at the end, he stroked her hair before leaving the meeting room.

After the people left, Caroline sat down directly, picked up the book next to her and continued to read. After an hour, she returned to the study and wrote down the things needed for the hunting meeting on the list. The two chefs in the kitchen prepared the rest Supplement, because the two of them will be responsible for the open-air barbecue.

After listing all the things on the list, the next few days will require Butler Sorel to go to the town or city to purchase.And Caroline only needs to discuss the layout of the venue with Mrs. Reynolds. By the way, a few rooms in the mansion also need to be set aside for the ladies to take a lunch break.

After ringing the bell, the two chefs, housekeeper Sorel, and Mrs. Reynolds were called up to give instructions before Caroline walked out of the study. It was already dark at this time, and dinner was about an hour away.

Caroline turned around and walked directly toward the room.

The room was dim, and the dim light coming in from the window could only roughly see the shadow of the furnishings in the room, everything else was gloomy.

Luckily she took the candle.

Walking into the room and putting the candle on the bed, Caroline saw Darcy clearly sleeping on the bed.

Breathing steadily, sleeping deeply, obviously tired these days.Seeing Darcy sleeping like this, Caroline squatted down, put her hands on the side of the bed and looked at the man on the bed.

Deep eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin lips.Caroline propped her chin with her left hand, and gently slid across Darcy's face with her right hand. She also had to admit in her heart that Darcy's appearance completely touched her point, and she was really handsome.

When Caroline was staring at Darcy's Jun Lian in a daze, a big hand directly grabbed her right hand.

Darcy opened his eyes and sighed, took Caroline's hand that was slapping his face, and kissed it.Before Caroline could react, she grabbed her with her long arms, carried her to the bed and put her under her body.

"What were you thinking just now?" Darcy lowered his head and kissed Caroline's eyes and asked, his hoarse voice was full of sleepiness when he just woke up.

Caroline's blue eyes were shining brightly like sapphires, and Darcy couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed again.When the blue eyes rolled, Caroline looked at Darcy.

"I'm thinking about how to wake you up so that you won't get angry."

Facing Caroline's nonsense, Darcy just smiled lowly: "Honey, I'm not angry, and—" At this point, Darcy suddenly leaned over and bit Carlo Lin's earlobe, the warm breath sprayed on her ear, making her tremble.

"With you here, it's too late for me to be happy. How can I get angry." His eyes fell on Caroline's blushing earlobes, and Darcy raised the corner of his mouth: "Honey, why don't we go down for dinner later." Low There is a trace of bewitchment in the whisper.

But this is completely useless to Caroline, she immediately and decisively refused: "No, I'm very hungry now, I have to go down to eat immediately."

Darcy sighed regretfully, and hugged Caroline: "Okay then, let's go to dinner first, but you have to wait a while, I'll go and change."

"Well, you go." After Darcy left, Caroline sat by the bed, picked up the book on the bedside table and flipped through it casually. It turned out to be a book of poems, sonnets, and read a few lines. Lorraine flipped faster. In her eyes, this thing was extremely boring. Just as she was about to throw the book in her hand aside, a shadow fell on her body, and then Darcy's voice sounded :

"Why don't I read it to you tonight."

Caroline raised her eyes to the man who looked at her with a smile, and twitched the corners of her mouth: "No, I'm not interested."

Darcy frowned and pulled Caroline to him, hugged her and bowed his head, saying, "You don't like it?"

"Ok".

There was a trace of disappointment in Darcy's eyes. He specially found this poetry book to miss her.

"Then what do you like to hear, I will read it to you."

"I just like to listen to Angel read me the breakfast menu every morning," Caroline said inexplicably.

Darcy: "...".

"Then why don't we go down to have dinner first?" Darcy's expression froze for a moment, and then he said helplessly.

"Well, I thought so too."

For his wife's incomprehensible amorous feelings and indescribable enthusiasm for food, Darcy could only remain silent.Now he even has an illusion that if Caroline is asked to choose between food and himself in the future, he always feels that she will definitely choose food without hesitation.In an instant, Darcy felt tired.

But in the evening, Darcy got his wish and recited a beautiful sonnet.

The morning sun came into the room, and Darcy woke up. He looked down at Caroline who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and leaned up to kiss the corner of her mouth with gentle eyes. He stared at her quietly for a while, and then retracted his gaze in satisfaction. , Get up gently, stand beside the bed and bend over to tuck the quilt for Caroline, then Darcy walks softly to the closet in the cubicle.He has to deal with some things later.

After breakfast, Darcy went directly to the study, and after he came out to have the letter in his hand mailed, Caroline was still awake.

"Sir, a man named Mr. Field is here to visit." Darcy, who was about to go for a walk, heard Butler Sorel come in and say as soon as he moved his feet.

"Mr. Field?" Darcy said flatly.

"Yes, sir. This Mr. Field is on a trip to Derbyshire. He passed by Pemberley Manor. He stopped by yesterday for a visit, but later I heard from Mrs. Reynolds that he only visited for half an hour and then left."

"Well, go and invite him in," Darcy nodded lightly and said indifferently.

After Field came in, he saw Darcy standing in the living room and frowned suspiciously. He scanned the whole room but did not find Caroline, which made him extremely disappointed.

Today he was wearing a formal suit and his hair was neatly arranged, just to make a good impression on Caroline, but the black eyebags under his eyes reduced his overall appearance a lot.

He stayed up all night last night just to make a portrait of Caroline. Under the influence of the burst of inspiration, he did not stop at the slightest, and wrote like a god, extremely smooth, and finally rushed to finish this painting this morning .Afterwards, he tidied up immediately and hurried to Pemberley Manor with the painting.

But now that it was not Caroline but Darcy standing there, Field's originally excited heart calmed down in an instant, and he went forward to salute and said, "You must be Mr. Darcy, hello, I am Mr. Porch Field, from Ireland, is a painter, and you were out when I called yesterday."

"Really, please sit down." Darcy nodded indifferently and politely. After sitting down, he asked his purpose: "I wonder if Mr. Field is here today?"

"May I ask, Mr. Darcy, is Mrs. Darcy here?"

When asked about Caroline, Darcy frowned unobtrusively: "Now my wife is still resting in the room. I wonder what Mr. Field wants from her?"

"Oh, it's all right, it's just that I promised to help Mrs. Darcy make a painting yesterday, and now I'm here to deliver the painting."

"That's as good as whether Mr. Field can give me the painting, and I will give it to her for you." After a pause, Darcy continued: "I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my wife."

"No, no, Mr. Darcy, I think you have misunderstood. I need to deliver this painting to Mrs. Darcy in person. I want to know if she is satisfied with the painting. I hope you don't mind me being here Stay longer."

"Casual", Darcy nodded expressionlessly, and looked at the other party carefully.

"I don't know how long it will take for Mrs. Darcy to rest, Mr. Darcy," Field asked, glanced at the door absently.

Darcy didn't leave, but sat here with Mr. Field, he really wanted to know what purpose this man had.

But half an hour later, Darcy's face became completely indifferent. Although this Mr. Field was very smart and chatted with Darcy a lot, he always inquired about Caroline's affairs unintentionally. Knowing his purpose, wouldn't he be a fool.

Dare to covet his wife in front of him!

Darcy stood up abruptly, and shot at Field with indifferent eyes: "Mr. Field, I don't care what purpose you have for my wife when you come to Pemberley Manor, but I warn you that you'd better stop your thoughts immediately. !"

Facing Darcy's warning, Field not only was not intimidated, but frowned and said: "Mr. Darcy, I think beautiful ladies have the right to be pursued, and you have no right to interfere with me."

Coveting his wife, he has no right to interfere? !

Darcy narrowed his eyes and looked dangerously at Field who didn't know what he meant.

"Hey, hey, what are you trying to do?" Darcy shot suddenly, but Field didn't react for a moment. At this moment, being pinched by Darcy, he suddenly felt his neck was strangled and he couldn't breathe, which was very uncomfortable.

Field grabbed Darcy's hand that was clutching his skirt, his face flushed like a boiled prawn, but he yelled with difficulty: "What? Do you still want to kill me, a rude person like you Man, how can I be worthy of my angel, she will never like a husband like you, I will definitely—"

Angel! ! !

Hearing this unknown man address Caroline, Darcy's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and his gaze was staring at him like a bloodthirsty beast, making Field's next words stuck in his throat, Especially when he felt that the lapels on the collar had gathered up a lot, making it even more difficult for him to breathe. At this moment, he was extremely terrified, feeling that the other party might really kill him.

Just when Field wanted to fight back with all his strength, lest the other party really strangle him to death, Darcy suddenly threw him away, making him unstoppable and back several steps until there was a "boom" He stopped when he hit the wall.

"Hiss~", a severe pain came from the back of his head, which made Field's head dizzy. Coupled with the pain in his neck, he could barely stand still by leaning on the wall.

Dacila rang the bell and looked coldly at Field who was leaning on the wall to breathe. If he hadn't still had a sliver of reason just now, he would really strangle him to death.

"Sir," said the footman, opening the door.As soon as the words fell, Darcy said in a deep voice: "Throw him out for me, and he will not be allowed to step into Pemberley Manor in the future."

The servant stared blankly at Darcy's ashen face, then at Field, who was about to collapse, and immediately nodded in agreement, and then greeted another servant standing behind him in the hall, and the two followed Just put Field on one arm and tried to lift the person out.

"Wait—" Field supported the back of his head, and when the two male servants were about to take him out, he immediately stopped him: "My painting, give me my painting, and I will go by myself."

The servant's eyes fell on Darcy, asking for his opinion. Darcy didn't stop him, and the servant immediately went forward and picked up the neatly sealed painting on the sofa, and then returned to Field's side, took the painting Handed it to him.

Carefully took the painting and put it in his arms, Field turned around and left. When he walked to the hall, he glanced upstairs, but there was nothing there. He sighed dejectedly and left the mansion.Along the way, the two servants watched him leave before turning back to report to Darcy, and then returned to their work posts.

Darcy stared at the door all the time, his face was still ashen, and the veins on his clenched arm suddenly appeared.