[Pride and Prejudice] My husband loves me again

Miss Elizabeth Moonlight Bennet said that for a man like Mr. Darcy who came from a famous family and received top-level higher education, his cultural literacy makes him have a very high level of love talk, and it depends on whether he is willing to say it.If he keeps putting on airs, the result of the confession will be as tragic as the previous one; but it seems that because of the different experiences of various events this time, the difficulties of life and death are in front of him, and he expresses his true feelings without any psychological obstacles up.

And not only did it express itself smoothly, but Elizabeth also accepted it.

For the first time, Elizabeth felt the real difference that doing it all over again made.Although the past experience is also very valuable, it will promote the mutual understanding between the two of them in the future, but who really wants to be angry and sad?This kind of success is a matter of course, and in the heart of the more mature Elizabeth, it is just right.

Since Darcy had scruples, Elizabeth thoughtfully agreed: "Mr. Darcy, then I will make an agreement with you. If you win and you happen to have enough strength to come to Longbourn, then you must To pay an official visit to my home and to my... father."

Even without the answer "I do", Elizabeth's hints and encouragement are already obvious.

Darcy's eyes lit up suddenly.

He finally plucked up the courage to hold Elizabeth's hand, and made a firm promise: "Please be sure to wait for me at home."

Don't talk about Wickham, even if there is Wickham's Clone Legion in front of him, he will go forward bravely, because the end point is Longbourne, where his bride is.

Miss Elizabeth is really smart. The two of you said something to each other, obviously not a single word was involved in the proposal, but they settled things for the next few decades.As expected of his lifelong partner, it would be a pleasure to have such a considerate young lady by his side every day in the future.

The boredom in Darcy's mind of worrying about gains and losses disappeared, replaced by the eagerness to defeat Wickham.He vigorously pressed the brim of his hat, and said goodbye to Elizabeth politely, which made Elizabeth stunned.

There should be kisses here, Mr. Darcy!

Elizabeth couldn't take the initiative, so she had no choice but to follow up and said, "Mr. Darcy, I'm going to Meryton next, and I think you're going in this direction, why don't we go together for now."

Darcy only thought that he had reached a consensus with Elizabeth, and a big stone fell in his heart. He was about to deal with the matter one by one, but Elizabeth was walking with him again. He was a little confused.But a gentleman cannot refuse the lady's request, he is fully obliged to accompany the other party.

"Is it because your sisters are in Meryton?" Darcy greeted his future sisters-in-law politely: "Miss Mary's wedding is approaching, and there must be a lot of things to buy."

Elizabeth was rubbed by the white horse led by Darcy, and she subconsciously reached out and stroked the horse's head to comfort it: "Miss Anne is also with my sisters, she really has a heart, because of what happened to Lydia last night, She and Colonel Fitzwilliam came early in the morning."

"So they are at your house." Darcy heard from the servant that the two went out early in the morning, and they only wanted to take a walk nearby. Anne was accompanied by Fitzwilliam, so there was nothing to worry about.What's more, Darcy also has selfish intentions. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fitzwilliam needs Anne as a bride more than himself, but Aunt Catherine wishfully expects herself to marry Anne.The closer the two got together, the more justifiable the marriage between himself and Miss Elizabeth would be when it was reported to his aunt.

"The colonel and my father got along very well. When the ladies went out, the two of them were going for a walk." Elizabeth made a surprised expression: "They talked for so long in the study, and they haven't gotten tired of it yet."

Does Mr. Bennet admire Fitzwilliam so much?

Darcy frowned, and looked at Elizabeth. When she talked about Fitzwilliam, she had an expression of pure admiration. Darcy naturally thought that his cousin was excellent, but the girl he liked also thought that his cousin was excellent, so Darcy felt that It's not the taste anymore.Moreover, Anne went to Meryton with the ladies, but Fitzwilliam stayed in Longbourn and continued to accompany Mr. Bennet, which made people feel too intimate.

But apart from admiration, he didn't see any affection for Fitzwilliam on Elizabeth's face.

He forced himself not to be paranoid, even though he firmly believed that Elizabeth's beauty was worth any gentleman's abandonment of principles for it.

"Ah!" Elizabeth cried softly. It turned out that the horse was mischievous. Not only did it rub its long mane head towards Elizabeth, but it also took the opportunity to lick Elizabeth's hand.

Elizabeth was mostly surprised, not very angry. Seeing Darcy holding the rein, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the back of her hand gently.The handkerchief is light yellow, with unknown red flowers embroidered around it, which can be seen all over the mountains and plains in the countryside.Darcy couldn't name him, but he only thought that the color of this color would look very good on Elizabeth's hands, making her complexion even and flawless.

He suddenly came back to his senses and wondered if he had missed any opportunity.

Why did the horse lick Miss Elizabeth's hand, even though he was out of a sense of morality, but he didn't even kiss the back of the hand as a polite greeting.

After all, this is not just etiquette, it has already reached the category of welfare.

Mr. Darcy thought the little hand might be cold, as was the case with many of the young ladies he had danced with, and he had seen her sew at Netherfield to escape the boredom of nursing the sick, and the fingers were cold. Slender and dexterous, if you hold that little hand in your own, if her fingertips touch yours, you don't know what kind of trembling you will feel.

Gloves worn at the ball, no longer in the way.

Just by imagining it, Darcy felt excited, and the excitement rushed all the way to the top of his head.

His cleverness finally came back a little.

"Be careful, Miss Elizabeth." Darcy changed his hand and took the rein, and walked side by side with Elizabeth, blocking the troublesome horse on the other side of his body: "It rained last night, and the mud is still a little slippery. If you don't mind, you can walk with me on your arm."

This request was quite reasonable, and Elizabeth happily took Darcy by her arms.

Darcy didn't just let her hold her hand. Instead, he clamped Elizabeth's arm with his elbow, and held her hand before she could react. Elizabeth's conditioned reflex tried to pull her hand out but failed.

And Darcy also tried to hide it and said: "The ground is still too slippery, Miss Elizabeth, please hold my hand tightly."

Who do you tell this to, Elizabeth complained, and there was only one horse in the crowd.

Darcy felt very satisfied. What he held was not a cool little hand. Miss Elizabeth's hand was as warm as the morning sun, and the soft touch almost made him sigh.

He hoped that Meryton would not come, and that he should just walk on and on.

But Meryton always came.

After seeing the houses from a distance, Darcy finally let go.

"I wish you all the best, Miss Elizabeth." Darcy said goodbye this time: "I hope to see you again in Langbo Ngui Mansion."

Elizabeth asked: "I hope you are healthy and happy, Mr. Darcy."

Only when you come back safe and sound can you have the capital to plan for the future.

Collins' reaction to this matter was beyond Darcy's expectation. Although he didn't dare to offend Wickham, he really despised Wickham as a man. As a pastor, he believed that his moral standards were much higher than ordinary people. What's more, Wickham is such a scum who is used to coaxing girls.

"You deserve it, you really deserve it," Collins clapped his hands violently, conscious that Mr. Darcy was looking at him coldly, and he vowed: "At the scene, I will hold a cross and try my best to help you suppress the devil in Mr. Wickham's heart .”

Darcy: "..."

No matter how stupid Collins was, he knew he had just said something stupid.

He sat down silently, and waited for Darcy to speak, and then Darcy said: "Mr. Collins, I asked you to participate in order to have one more witness. You are a servant of God, and you must have an honest and fair measure of this matter." .In case, I mean in case, something happens to either me or Mr. Wickham, you will be responsible for guiding that soul to heaven."

This is his strong point, Collins nodded in agreement.

Darcy regretted it a bit, but it was a pity that he was not familiar with the place, and there was only a friendly pastor like Collins, and the fact that Aunt Catherine was his patron was enough to make him keep his mouth shut.But Darcy felt that the pastor might not even know where the mouth of heaven opened, and that the guided soul might go the wrong way and go to hell.But if the soul belonged to Wickham, he didn't mind at all.

On the morning of the duel, Elizabeth, wearing a cloak and hood, boarded Miss Anne's carriage in a grove not far from her home.

Anne imagined that she didn't sleep well last night, and she had a pair of dark circles under her eyes. She looked at Elizabeth's dark circles and was speechless for a while, knowing that she was only half a catty, so she threw Elizabeth a dark blue velvet bag. Elizabeth opened it and saw that it was a A fine pair of brass binoculars for the ladies to use when they go to the theatre.

"This pair of binoculars is mine," and Anne opened her velvet pocket, which contained a more luxurious pair: "I stole my mother's too."

After that, the two were relatively speechless. Annie sent the coachman away when they were approaching the destination, and the two approached the agreed place cautiously, hiding behind the weeds as tall as half a person.

Elizabeth found that Wickham's deputy was the young officer Danny.

The little she knew of Danny was that he had been so courteous to Lydia in the past, and Lydia had always had Danny among her company at all the dances and playdates.Although this big stupid officer is as ignorant as Lydia, he is kind of sincere to Lydia. Compared with following Wickham, Elizabeth thinks that at least Danny and Lydia can play together, and not Will play big things like Wickham, but Lydia doesn't like Danny that much.

She always doesn't want to give her affection in return, and Lydia dedicates herself to those who don't give her affection.

Heartless, yet loving, this is her conflicted younger sister, Lydia.

Danny promised readily in advance, and when he arrived at the scene, he found that the wind was blowing and the grass was blowing. The dawn was about to go, but the sun had not yet arrived. The inexperienced young man suddenly felt a little trembling in his calves. Mr. Darcy with the sword, and Colonel Fitzwilliam and I with the gun."

Wickham patted Danny's waist. There was a musket hanging on his belt, which was covered by the officer's uniform jacket. Wickham sneered, "That's right, Danny, that's it!"