Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

Miss Kentra said slowly: "I was very happy to tell you the day before yesterday that if my brother promises to stop being with bad friends and quit gambling, my father is willing to repay the loan in installments for him. I accidentally bumped into him at about three o'clock yesterday afternoon. Clark showed up at Swan Manor. The murder happened between three and four o'clock. Then Clark pretended not to have been to the manor at four o'clock. As a maid with a sense of justice, you feel obliged to expose him After thinking about it, only Mr. Darcy, the son of my father's deceased, might lend a helping hand, so I secretly went to the study to find the repayment agreement, and went to Pemberley for help."

"Yes, but I don't, miss, I don't." Lisa took two steps back in panic, her back pressed against the wall.

"Lisa." Miss Kentra stared at her, her emerald eyes seeming to penetrate the depths of her flustered disguise. "Your brother has what Lena gave you?" Lisa was the daughter of an alcoholic in Derbyshire, and her only concern was her young brother.Lisa often gave her brother some money and food behind her father's back.If Clark or Lena gave her a sum of money, she should give it to her brother.

Lisa's expression finally changed.

Miss Kentra can now be sure that she has indeed collected the money and handed it to her brother. "Mr. Darcy was called by me, but he still needs to go undercover beside Clark to find his criminal evidence, so I need you to be the rescuer. Swan Manor has been frequently stolen recently. I request Mr. Darcy to send someone to Look for evidence in the homes of the servants. People from Pember have probably arrived at your house by now."

Lisa originally thought that Clark's plan was well-calculated, and if he didn't take the ten pounds, he would not take it for nothing, but he didn't expect... "Miss, Lena gave me ten pounds, and I am willing to give it to you."

"No, leave it with your brother. There is no need to mention this matter to the police officer. When it is revealed that Clark murdered my father and framed my brother, Lisa, your heroic deeds will be commended. I will let my brother take your brother Send it to school, be a doctor or a lawyer, be a decent gentleman."

Lisa bowed her head meekly. "At your command, miss."

Clark's face was very ugly, but he still maintained his demeanor.Seeing Miss Kentra, he immediately greeted her with an innocent expression like an angel, with a hint of helplessness. "I'm sorry, Emma, ​​but I didn't mean to call you here, it would be cruel to you to go over this. But Mr. Darcy, who had heard some news, insisted that there was something else about his uncle's death. And that I was not alone in the matter. The power to intervene. You know, I just want to come here to help you." Although Mr. Kentra Jr. was accused of patricide, as the son of Mr. Kentra's brother, he was the most likely person to inherit the title, but after all Still just a candidate.There really is no right to intervene in this matter alone.Only Miss Kentra can justifiably drive away Mr. Darcy.

Compared with Clark with the holy light shining behind him, the black-faced Mr. Darcy next to him looked like a hellish three-headed dog, the kind that seemed ready to bite anyone at any time.

Emma stole a glance at Mr. Darcy, and Mr. Darcy nodded slightly to indicate that her brother, Mr. Kentra Jr., was still in the manor.After nodding, I realized that this sneaky behavior should not appear between a gentleman and a lady.

The rear gun was finally removed.Emma almost couldn't hold back the upturned corners of her mouth.In case something goes wrong with little Mr. Kentra, even if it proves that Clark is the murderer and someone else inherits the title, she can only live a life of relying on others.Even if she was to marry the fiancé whom she hadn't met much, she still had to rely on the heir to the title to pay her the dowry.Silently applauding the reliable Mr. Darcy in her heart, Emma covered her face in a good mood and cried bitterly. "Why!" She knew that Clark wanted to use her hand to drive away Mr. Darcy, of course she could refuse clearly, but she didn't want to tear herself apart with Clark yet.

ah?Mr. Clark hesitated what expression to put on.what why?

"Why are you doing this!"

"How could you do such a thing!" The triple hit of the classic question of the dog blood romance drama is simply to accuse you, not to say what it is specifically referring to.

Wait, tell me clearly, what's the matter!Mr. Clark has done too many bad things, and he doesn't know what Emma is talking about, so he has no way to coax her.

"We never treated you harshly, how can you be with Lena... woo woo woo."

Clark's face sank slightly.Lena was dissatisfied with being a mistress and he knew it.But at the critical moment when Emma had to be stabilized, Lena actually told Emma about their relationship out of jealousy. Can you listen to slander and trample my heart? I have long been a slave of love, how could I do something that hurt my master?"

Emma continued to cover her face and babbled: "No, it's not true." One of Qiong Yao's nirvana: Immersed in my world, if I don't listen, I won't listen.

"Dear Emma..."

Mr. Darcy was almost shocked by Clark's audacity.Clarke and Mr. Darcy have completely different understandings of Emma's questioning.Clark thought Emma knew about his affair with Lena.Mr. Darcy believes that Miss Kentra is accusing Clark and Lena of murdering Mr. Kentra.Although it is not certain that Clark is the murderer, it is really not a decent gentleman for him to say such frivolous words to the engaged Miss Kentra to justify himself.Mr. Darcy took a step forward, interrupting Clark's affectionate confession with a deep voice. "I hear Miss Kentra is engaged."

Clark's face changed slightly. He knew that Emma was forced to get engaged by his father and brother, but he never took it seriously.Clark knew that Mr. Kentra would not agree to marry Emma to him, so he wrote a letter to lure her to elope.Emma agreed.Unexpectedly, before she left, she was discovered by Mr. Kentra, who forcibly made a marriage contract for her.The fiancé was the youngest son of a friend of Mr. Kentra, Mr. Alvin Crews, a colonel in the army.The marriage contract was made to cover up the scandal, and no one except the parties knew about it.Moreover, Emma doesn't have much affection for Irwin, and Mr. Kentra is kind to Irwin. If she offered to terminate the engagement, Irwin would definitely agree.Unexpectedly, Mr. Darcy knew this secret.

Emma said softly: "Please don't say such things again."

"I..." Before Clark could say anything, Miss Emma suddenly passed out on the ground.She passed out so fast that neither Lisa nor Clark could react.Mr. Darcy's reaction was quick, and he took a few steps forward, but unfortunately he was too far away, and could only watch Emma limp on the ground.The god assist who imagined that Mr. Darcy could be easily dismissed turned into a pig teammate who was holding back.Clark was in such a state of desperation that he had to ask his servants to call for a doctor.

A little morning light filtered through the casement, slowly dispelling the darkness in the room.Open the window, and the fresh air after the rain pours in with the crisp and melodious singing of the birds, which refreshes people's spirits.

"The lady was slightly weak, but not troubled by the disease. The culprit that caused her fainting was an overdose of poppies. Miosis, which is a typical symptom. It was also accompanied by headache, rapid heartbeat and stomach discomfort. .” The doctor quickly made a diagnosis. "It may be that she hurt herself because it was too uncomfortable to take it for the first time. The wound on the arm is a bit deep. It is best to apply trauma medicine."

Clark wanted to find a familiar doctor to cover up Emma's consumption of poppies, but Mr. Darcy obviously would not allow him to do so.Now I can't hide it and have to find a scapegoat.He showed a surprised expression: "Overdose of poppies! Why did Emma do this! Is it because she couldn't bear the pain of the death of a loved one? But where did she get these things?"

The doctor shrugged. "It's not very difficult to get it. But it's hard to imagine anyone dedicating it to a noble lady."

Clark wanted to make Emma his own last night, and the jerky Emma was terrified of such things, so he had to restrain her.Before he started, Lena told him that Emma was in a special period, so he had to let Emma go.But at first he clamped too hard, leaving a bruise on Emma's arm.He didn't know if the doctor had noticed this when he checked Emma's body just now, and he took the initiative to send the doctor out of the room, hoping to find a chance to test it out.

Mr. Darcy, who stayed behind, looked at Emma in the morning light.At this time, he didn't have any ambiguous thoughts, it was purely out of curiosity, like looking at a unique and novel species.From yesterday to now, straddling a horse, pouring medicines on maids, knocking out the gatekeeper, running to unrelated men's homes late at night to ask for help... Every "feat" of Emma is enough to make a real lady stand out. Called and fainted.Both the doctor and Clark thought that Emma had hurt herself because of her discomfort.Only he knew that Emma had bitten herself dripping with blood in order to stay awake, and went all the way to Pember to ask for help, and came back to arrange everything before passing out.If she is a man, she must be a strong soldier.The beautiful qualities of a lady: constancy, obedience, and purity...except for constancy, they seem to be far away from her.But he couldn't blame her.

Emma's soft blond hair spread out on the pillow.Compared with the average Englishman, her face was softer and more refined.The morning light shone on her head and body, making her look as beautiful and lovely as an elf.Mr. Darcy couldn't help softening his expression slightly. Who would have thought that this soft and beautiful girl would do such a bold thing?He added another sentence in his heart, when she didn't open her eyes.

Before Mr. Darcy finished his criticism, Emma opened her eyes abruptly. The emerald eyes shone with a cold and vigilant light, which was as beautiful and hard as a real gem.But when he saw Mr. Darcy, the pair of beautiful gemstones suddenly turned into a pool of spring water, sparkling, full of tenderness and trust.