[Pride and Prejudice] Sky Bookstore

The first thing Anwen did when he returned to the room was not to take off his clothes and carefully apply the medicine to himself.He stood in front of the dressing mirror in his room and carefully observed himself in the mirror.

In the end, apart from his pale face, he couldn't see any flaws at all.Such behavior can help Anwen to be sure that Skye saw that his hand was just an accident, and Georgiana and her friends did not see through the worries.And in this way, after Christmas is over, he can attend the party more confidently.

After that, Anwen carefully moved himself to the side of the bed, sweating throughout the process.His wound was not as light as imagined.

At the very beginning, the traitor was easily subdued.He was a little non-violent and uncooperative, so Anwen took him into an alley.He didn't have much questioning time, and getting the stolen documents was the most important thing.

But who would have thought that there was a drunk man in the alley who couldn't get home after drinking. He collapsed in a dark corner of the alley, looking as if he would become one with the snow on the ground.

Anwen accidentally stepped on Mr. Drunk as he walked by.Under the disharmony of words, he suffered an indiscriminate disaster.There was a flash of lightning in the alley, and when Anwen was stabbed, he almost thought that he was going to explain something inexplicably here.But the other party was also a rookie, and finally panicked at the blood that flowed out, dropped the knife in a hurry and fled.

Undoubtedly, that gentleman will be highly wanted in the days to come.Not because he stabbed Anwen, but because Anwen wasn't sure how many classified events he had heard.

Of course, secrets are always time-sensitive, and it will take some time for Anwen's knife to get better.

He was not going to tell anyone that the accident happened in an alley where no one cares about it. During the fight, Anwen opened up the outer windbreaker. Be careful, you won't see any problems from the outside.

Meeting Georgiana was a surprise. Originally, according to Anwen's intention, he should spend some time with a homeless man in a public place to prove that he was completely intact, and then he could go home safely.

As for what's going on now?The man carefully tore apart the blood-stained clothes, exposing a hideous wound.

Even if Skye guessed that he was injured, he probably didn't realize how serious his problem was.Anwen also took a deep breath because of this. When he was walking with Georgiana, he was blown by the cold wind, and most of the temperature on his body was away from him. The pain was not so strong, and love diverted his attention... · Now it seems that the wound is much worse than he imagined.

"Anwen, are you okay?" Someone stood at his door and asked aloud.Anwen turned around nervously, his door was closed, and Skye was standing outside the door.

"Maybe it's not very good. Don't let the servants get close, just come in by yourself" Anwen yelled weakly.

The door was pushed open carefully.Skye who entered saw Anwen sitting on the bed.His condition was very bad, the wound was very long, from the armpit to the waist, fortunately it was not too deep, which gave him such a long time to run back.

"I'll help you with the medicine." Skye frowned and used a declarative sentence.

Under Anwen's guidance, she found the medicine box in the room.Anwen obviously did not intend to let anyone know the news of his injury.Otherwise, in his current condition, he should be lying in the hospital no matter what.

"Christmas is always a time when the crime rate recovers? The only thing I didn't expect was that your job would include fighting. You have enough to worry about."

"It's a pity." Anwen was stung by Skye's action of applying the medicine, and he explained helplessly: "It's just to solve the trouble for a forgetful old man. The rest are accidents."

Skye quickly wrapped the gauze on him. Although she spoke in a sarcastic tone, she acted lightly.

"Your hand gestures are quite proficient. Have you ever done this before?" Anwen looked at the bow tie made of gauze on his body, and he asked Skye in surprise.

"It's not a very difficult thing." Skye was unwilling to say these things.She shrugged. "Hope it's not the norm, and I'm only helping you for the sake of your second Christmas present."

"Then your gauze is expensive." Anwen put on his clothes carefully.He was silent for a while, and finally said to Skye very embarrassedly: "Guess who I met today?"

He looks like a kid who has a stash of candy and can't resist sharing it with his friends.Skye knew what he was going to say when he saw his horrible smile.

But she deliberately didn't point it out.

"You can just tell me. Or don't tell me."

"Okay, okay. It's Georgiana." Anwen was not offended by Skye's tone at all.He said the name with a good feeling.Then asked Skye innocently: "I had afternoon tea with her."

"You don't want to die." Skye was terrified after hearing this, "If you fall in front of Georgiana..."

What didn't happen didn't happen after all.Although Skye felt that Anwen didn't let her worry, he finally let him go.

The first weekend after Christmas.For the hedonistic upper class, the word 'weekend' is at best a concept.Skye is used to using this word to define time.

She received the invitation three days earlier, and Anwen's adoptive father finally decided to meet his adopted son's living relatives.This may be a kind of concession for him, and how much of this concession is due to family affection, and how much is due to Anwen's dedication at Christmas, everyone has different criteria for judging.

Skye put on the dress she bought with Anwen, a gorgeous red dress, and a red necklace. Compared with the overall color, the black girdle is obviously a very conflicting element.

Anwen never had much control over Skye's dressing style.He had never seen Skye in full armor either.This was the first time, when Skye walked down the stairs step by step, An Wen, who was the first to see her wearing, was only dumbfounded.

"You decided to wear this to meet my adoptive father?!"

"Is there any problem?" Skye went to the platform, turned around in a circle, and looked at Anwen with innocent eyes: "Of course this is not a common dress, I hope to express my respect for Mr. Ante... ·respect."

This time, the person with the headache was replaced by An Wen.He looked at the heavy makeup on Skye's face, of course it wasn't ugly, but it made her look cheerful.Skye is not usually a warm-hearted person, and the sudden contrast caught Anwen off guard.There are also clothes, red and black are obviously not a classic match for a banquet with elders.Not bad, but this is the first time Skye has been introduced into a social situation, and her first outfit will give people a general impression of her.

Once the warm and cheerful impression becomes deeply ingrained in the eyes of others.Whether Skye can maintain his passion... At least Anwen thinks it is impossible.

"You know what I mean. But I will respect your decision." Anwen reminded Skye sternly: "I think it's still too late for you to go upstairs and change a dress now. I need you to know that Mr. Darcy is also affected. Invited to this banquet." You can't always appear in front of him like this, capricious.

Skye ignored Anwen's words.She lowered her head and fiddled with the necklace Anwen gave her, and she glanced at Anwen's attire from the corner of her eye.Underneath the elegant black and white dress, the upper wound of a few days ago cannot be seen.But what exists exists after all, and it is impossible to forget the things she wrapped up with her own hands in a blink of an eye.

"It's just a matter of a dress. Anwen, you are too nervous."

Skye looked at Anwen seriously, "He is your adoptive father. No matter what we think in private, we have to take care of our face." But if she wanted the Duke to see Anwen's relatives, she would Live happily in this world.

"You don't need to deliberately join my circle. You can live a good life."

Skye wants to know about her work, and despite her disgust, she can't accept that her brother is in danger she doesn't know about.But that's no reason for Skye to risk his life.She deserves a better life.

"You think I don't need to be exposed to such complicated things? But in the eyes of outsiders, we are already complicated people." Skye smiled mockingly when he thought of Miss Bingley's warning, "So we should accept ourselves This part of the setting, I think there will be surprises.”

Skye took Anwen's arm.This gave Anwen a certain amount of strength, allowing him to stand upright steadily.The brother and sister came to an odd agreement, and they walked out of Holt Cottage together, and got into the carriage.

The venue for the banquet was the residence of the Duke himself.Located on the outskirts of London, the location is not too good, but the floor area and decoration style are quite impressive.

This night, the manor was full of carriages parked all the way, the drivers were neatly dressed, and the curtains of the carriages were of different colors, and each was prosperous. Looking around, it seemed that flags of different colors floated all the way first.

Anwen is familiar with such social occasions. He lived and grew up here for a period of his life. The treatment may not have been very good in the early years, but he has a thorough understanding of the furnishings and specifications here.

Whether it was a deliberate calculation of the time and route, or a coincidence, Skye got out of the carriage, accompanied by Darcy and Georgiana.

It's still pretty good.Skye thought silently, the parking of carriages also had hierarchical arrangements, and there was no coincidence among the hundreds of carriages on the field.What's more, Mr. Darcy had to stay in London for a while because he couldn't refuse the invitation personally sent by the Duke. Anwen didn't do anything...who would believe it?

"Good evening, Fitzwilliam." Skye greeted first.

Although it was late at this time, the Duke's manor was brightly lit, and Skye's red and black dress left a deep impression on Darcy.

"Good evening, Skye."