[Pride and Prejudice] My husband loves me again

Miss Anne's yy diary, referred to as "Annie's Diary", is only [-] words in length, and [-] words can be omitted at the lamp.

Lydia said that she hadn't read such a novel for a long time since the internet became popular.

This Miss Anne's writing is quite good, with plots and dramatic stories, ups and downs and gossip, maybe she was a little famous on the Internet.

But this can't change the fact that she is a hypocrite, Lydia snorted, this guy is so pretending, she is a good cousin of the hero Mr. Darcy, and a good assist of the heroine Elizabeth at the same time, she has done all the good things If not for seeing this diary, Lydia really thought that Anne had nothing for Darcy.

Do you think that writing about Fitzwilliam can cover up YY Darcy's reality?

Isn't the fox's tail exposed?

Lydia had no idea that she was a fox with all nine tails sticking out.

She kept on doing nothing, rolled up the small book with few pages, stuffed it into her chest groove, and walked out in a big way. The six sets of foreign costume films released by the imperial court were all performed in this way. And I have big breasts, so I can handle it completely.

Back in the living room, she saw Elizabeth and Anne talking with their heads together. She didn't know what Elizabeth said. Anne, who was always very quiet, smiled happily, and even had to cover her mouth with her hands to avoid being unladylike.Seeing this situation, Darcy was very comforted. Needless to say, Annie's level of affection for the hero and heroine is quite high.Lydia glanced contemptuously in their direction, and when Anne raised her head to look over, she deliberately straightened her back and left half of her buttocks on the sofa, pushing her chest high.

No matter how clever Anne was, she would never have guessed that she was a fool, and only thought Lydia was showing off her figure.

She didn't dare to look at men even if she dared to see them. She acted as if she was walking on the street of a nightclub in Sanlitun. As expected, Darcy, Bingley, and Dr. Brown walked to the window to avoid suspicion, and began to talk about some girls who were not big. Current affairs news of interest.

Caroline looked at Lydia speechlessly. She was thin, but that didn't mean she was willing to lie down: "It's very hot today, don't you think, Miss Lydia Bennet?"

"I think it's okay," Lydia said stiffly, but couldn't help fanning the wind with her hand: "Sit quietly for a while and it won't be hot. I walked around too much before. Who made this place so big?"

Caroline didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, anyway, the cloth on Lydia's chest was all wet. Lydia knew what Caroline was looking at, and she was annoyed, but she didn't have the guts to reach into her chest to wipe the sweat in public, and She also hides something very important.

Based on Dr. Brown's rich experience in treating noble people for so many years of hidden diseases in London, Miss Lydia Bennet is extremely well-developed. From the aesthetic point of view of this era, those slender girls probably don't have Lydia is favored, women have to give birth and breastfeed, especially in the noble circles where inheritance is more important than anything else, plumpness is a very important indicator for choosing a spouse.

But Dr. Bran would bet that Miss Lydia's nipples would spread out as much as the South Pole and the North Pole if she just let go of her tights.Oh, that's so ungentlemanly, he won't tell anyone.

At almost two o’clock, Aunt Catherine’s personal maid came to tell Miss Anne to take a nap. Lying in bed was too boring, or this world without entertainment (especially computer wifi) was too boring, so Anne had to put her yy is written as a novel, and reading novels under the quilt barely replaces reading the mobile phone under the quilt.

So when she wanted to take out the novel to read and hypnotize, she naturally found that something was missing.

Catherine's mother and daughter's personal servants are all brought by themselves. Under the pressure of the Duchess for many years, they can be trusted. The servants of Netherfield Gardens do not easily come to the second floor, and Caroline has always deployed them in moderation. Anne does not want to Go to great lengths to suspect them, and they should be stealing silver instead of cheap little books.

Among the gentlemen and ladies downstairs, the only person who could be suspicious was Lydia.

Anne wasn't very worried. If Lydia wanted to yell, she would have yelled just now when everyone was together.This is another advantage of being a young lady of the Duke's family. Even if she is exposed in public and reads such a nonsensical pamphlet, the big guys will definitely not say it for her reputation, and maybe they will try to make it happen.

Lydia didn't say anything at the time, but she would definitely come to her privately afterwards.She thought she had caught Annie's hand, but Annie was not afraid at all.

It's better to make a fuss, she hugged the quilt and rolled a few times, she loved Fitzwilliam to death, but every time a real person appeared in front of her, she couldn't open her mouth.Speaking of which, I am also a woman who has received higher education 200 years later, and I am usually very lively and optimistic, but once I meet my male god, I will have no courage, which is something Anne never expected before.

Ashamed to express your feelings but feel sweet because you secretly think about the other person, this is the sour smell of love.

Lydia, a single dog, can't stand the sour smell of love, so she decided to bring Annie's novels to make trouble, but Annie didn't expect that, just after she woke up from a nap, Lydia dragged Elizabeth to make trouble for herself.

She probably watched too many domestic dramas, and she didn't know how bad the logic and acting skills of domestic dramas are, so she pretended to be hypocritical and said: "I picked up this thing when I was walking in the garden, probably it was stolen by a servant and I thought it was worthless Throw it away." She clasped her hands tightly, looking nervous: "Miss Anne, I didn't read it on purpose, but the man in the book is named Fitzwilliam and the author also called him cousin, I think only You. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have seen you so fond of Mr. Darcy..."

Lydia took out the roll of notebook from her chest, and the ink writing was blurred by sweat, but it was still distinguishable.Annie's face was gloomy. She didn't care if the contents of the book were seen. With Lydia's personality, she must have seen the devil if she couldn't hold back.Annie was just worried about whether to copy this manuscript again. After all, it was a painstaking effort. The ruined copy that Lydia stole was definitely not acceptable. She suddenly felt the irritability that only happened after losing manuscripts in the past. .

"Thank you, Miss Lydia Bennet, for helping me find this thing." Annie replied perfunctorily, not very happy, "I don't mind if you read the contents, after all, if you don't read it, you won't find it." You will know that the owner of the book is me, I am tired now, and I will thank you another day."

At this time, Elizabeth had already made up her mind. It was Lydia's lies that she found the book in the garden. The hostess was present, so as to provoke the relationship between himself and Annie.

Although this method has improved compared to before, it is still dumbfounding.

Elizabeth's biggest advantage is that they don't know that she actually knows everything, and even knows the stories within five years other than the original book that they don't know.

What is this called? This is called the protagonist's halo.

Lydia was still relentless, and said to Elizabeth with a mournful face: "I really didn't mean it, Miss de Bauer is unhappy, Elizabeth, please help me to plead, and she must forgive me, I promise I will never Telling about Miss de Bourgh's liking for Mr Darcy."

Elizabeth: "..."

Annie felt that she was a fucking dog. Even in real life, she had never seen anyone show off their stupidity like this.

"Your sister seems to be very worried." Anne took a deep breath and forced herself to comfort the other party with a gentle tone: "Miss Elizabeth, why don't you avoid it for a while, your sister behaves like a crying child when you are here. I You need to talk to her alone to relieve her doubts and worries."

Elizabeth guessed how intense the sparks would be when the two time-traveling women spoke alone. Although she really wanted to see it with her own eyes, she still had to leave.

Pretending to know nothing is her greatest advantage.

As soon as the door was closed, Lydia changed her shrinking look, and put her disdain on her face: "You pretend! Continue to pretend to be a white lotus! Do you think that if you please Elizabeth, Darcy will like you? Dreaming!"

"Aren't you a brain-dead fan who has read too much and ruined your brain, Lydia, have you read the original book seriously?!" Annie couldn't stand it, even if her male god was almost passer-by in the original book, but passers-by degenerated into nothingness It is unacceptable for her to be completely ignored by others: "Even if Mr. Darcy is good, what does God care about me? Who stipulates that you must like Darcy! You say I am a white lotus, and you are the green tea bitch. You are yelling at others every day. man!"

"You fart!" Lydia was poked to the point of pain: "The hero and heroine are not married yet! As long as they are not married, everyone has a chance, so don't put it nicely, the Fitzwilliam you wrote in your book, except Fitzwilliam Who else can Darcy have!"

Lydia slapped the fashionable notebook to the ground.

Anne couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up and pushed Lydia: "Fitzwilliam! It's Colonel Fitzwilliam, not Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, you green tea with no education, read more if you are uneducated, don't come out Show off your intelligence."

Colonel Fitzwilliam?

Who is that?

Lydia was dumbfounded.

"Their cousins ​​have the same name," Annie knew from Lydia's expression that she had never read the original book. She was most afraid of this kind of natural stupidity rather than intentional stupidity. She didn't even know where to scold. Cursed: "Colonel Fitzwilliam should have appeared at Rosings Manor, and you...hehe, you should have been in the militia and hooked up men everywhere at that time."

Lydia blushed: "I didn't this time."

Annie sneered all the way, green tea is on the male lead, you might as well go back and hook up with the soldier!

Lydia racked her brains and couldn't remember who Colonel Fitzwilliam was. She asked Anne in disbelief, "Why do you like a passer-by? Is he handsome? Is he rich?"

"Get out of here!"