Jane glanced at Bingley. She knew that Bingley was feeling sorry for her, but she would not leave. At this time, no one could pull her away from Elizabeth, not even Bingley.
"I'm not going."
Her voice was not loud, but there was no room for negotiation.
Bingley persuaded a few more words, but Jane had already made up her mind, and what others said would not work.
Later, it was Elizabeth who woke up and said a few words to persuade Jane to leave, "Jane," she said, "you go out and have a rest, eat something, and sleep again. If you fall ill too, who will take care of me?" What's more, you guard me like this, as if I don't live for a few days, which puts me under a lot of pressure."
Elizabeth persuaded Jane. Before the Bingleys left, Mr. Bingley looked at her with gratitude.
After Jane had gone, Mr. Darcy came, followed by a servant who held a tray of hot porridge in his hand.
Elizabeth couldn't help smiling. In fact, she didn't have any appetite at all, but Mr. Darcy cared about her so much and even sent her food himself, which made Elizabeth feel very satisfied.
Mr. Darcy motioned to the servant to put the tray of food on her bedside table.
"Miss Elizabeth," said Mr. Darcy, "Mrs. Reynolds has had some porridge cooked for you, and Dr. Pogue says you'd better eat something easy to digest. I know you may not have an appetite, but you have to." thing."
"I didn't want to eat at first," Elizabeth said with a smile, "but after seeing this bowl of porridge, I suddenly wanted to eat it again."
As she spoke, she picked up the porridge, and there was still a spoon in the tray. She held the spoon in her hand and ate it spoon by spoon.
It's just that she has no appetite, and the porridge has no taste, so it doesn't taste like taste in her mouth.
What's more, when she was eating, Mr. Darcy was still looking at her intently, and now she didn't know what taste was in her mouth, and she ate a bowl of porridge in a daze.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Mr. Darcy even asked her, "May I have another bowl brought over?"
Elizabeth didn't want to eat any more, so she quickly shook her head and said no, Mr. Darcy didn't know if she thought she was being polite to him, and ordered someone to go to the kitchen regardless of what she said.
Elizabeth really didn't want to eat it, so she hurriedly said: "Mr. Darcy, I really don't want to eat it. I barely ate the bowl just now. I think you have someone bring it over, so I'm sorry not to eat it."
She didn't know whether Mr. Darcy would be angry if she said that, and she was still a little bit drummed.
Mr. Darcy, however, did not mean to be angry, and smiled at her.
Elizabeth thought it was time for him to go out, after all, she had finished eating what he brought, but Mr. Darcy, instead of going out, moved a chair over and sat down in front of her.
Elizabeth felt that the blood all over her body was about to rush to her face.
Mr. Darcy sat down and asked her very considerately: "Would you like some water?"
Elizabeth blushed and nodded.
Naturally, Mr. Darcy didn't need to pour the water himself. The warm water was brought up quickly, but the person who brought the water didn't know what he was thinking, and even brought the water glass to Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy took the glass and handed it to her.
After receiving the water glass handed by Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth felt as if her whole body was warmed up again. She thought, if Mr. Darcy does this again, she might really die of high fever.
She could have drank the whole glass of water, but when she drank half of it, she suddenly thought of a question, would she look very dispirited if she gulped down the whole glass of water like this?
Thinking of this, she only drank half of it and put the glass there.
Mr. Darcy looked at her as intently as when she was drinking the porridge, and said nothing when he saw her put down the glass.
It was already dark at this time, and the servant lit a candle in the room, and the candle light shone on Mr. Darcy's face, making the lines on his face look very soft and gentle.Elizabeth had always thought Mr. Darcy was handsome, but at this time he was even more handsome than usual.
Elizabeth thought to herself that it was really a knife on the head of the color character. If she really died of a small pneumonia, she must have been killed by the color character.
Everyone died under the peony flowers, so she could be considered to have died under the suit pants, right?
Elizabeth was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard Mr. Darcy speaking, his voice was also very nice, and he asked her: "Miss Elizabeth, how do you feel now?"
"It's almost the same as before, but my chest is still hot," Elizabeth finished her answer, and then said, "I think the room is also quite hot. Is the fireplace burning too hot?"
Mr. Darcy smiled and said: "I specially asked Mrs. Reynolds to heat up the fire here. You must not catch cold now." It will be better."
As he spoke, he picked up the glass of water she had just put down and handed it to her, "Drink more."
Elizabeth drank all the water this time. Mr. Darcy seemed very happy to see that she drank all the water. Elizabeth was very happy, so she said that she would have another drink, but she added, "Have a drink." Let it be cold, and drink it cold to be more comfortable."
But Mr. Darcy said: "You can't drink cold water. Cold water will make the disease worse. You should drink hot water."
The water was brought up quickly, and it was indeed warm. Elizabeth didn't expect Mr. Darcy to pay attention to such details, and she was a little at a loss for what to think, and she didn't even know how to drink the water.
And he didn't know what to say to Mr. Darcy next.
Suddenly someone came in from the outside at this time, and Elizabeth felt a little complicated in her heart.
I don't know whether to be grateful that someone came in to interrupt them at this time, or regret that such a moment was ruined.
It was Miss Darcy who entered.
She seemed startled when she came in.
Mr. Darcy also seemed to feel something was wrong. Except for a few servants who were far away, they were the only two people in the room, and he was sitting on the chair beside her bed.
He immediately got up from his chair, "Georgiana, why are you here?"
Miss Darcy also recovered from the surprise, but she seemed a little embarrassed, she didn't dare to look at them, her eyes wandered, and she said in a panic, "Oh, oh, let me see, Look at Miss Elizabeth."
A good sentence was interrupted by her, and when she finished it, she seemed not to know what to say next, so she stopped embarrassedly, and Miss Darcy bowed her head.
Elizabeth didn't feel much at first, she is a person in the 21st century, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Mr. Darcy just now, but she also felt awkward when Miss Darcy made such a move, as if she had crossed the line something like that.
As if explaining something, Mr. Darcy said to Miss Darcy: "I just came here too. I didn't expect Miss Elizabeth to be here alone."
Miss Darcy just stared at the ground, listened to her brother's words, and just nodded her head. The faint yellow candlelight shone on her cheeks, making her cheeks look red.
The scene in front of her made Elizabeth feel uncomfortable, and Mr. Darcy seemed to have nothing to say. He stood a little farther away, and his face became stiff.
No one spoke for a while, and the room fell silent, filled with embarrassment.
Elizabeth coughed lightly, and said quickly, "Miss Darcy, thank you for coming to see me. I'm fine and feel much better."
As soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt that there was some ambiguity, which made it easy for people to think wrongly. Elizabeth herself felt a little embarrassed, and she took a peek at Mr. Darcy. His face was flat, but nothing could be seen.
Miss Darcy seemed very happy to hear this, and she finally raised her head with a happy smile, but her face was still flushed, and she seemed a little embarrassed, and after a while she said in a low voice: " That's good."
Miss Darcy seemed very unaccustomed to entertaining guests like this. After saying this, she seemed to be at a loss as to what to say, and stood there at a loss.
Luckily Mrs. Reynolds came quickly, just to ask if there was anything she needed.
Elizabeth shook her head in embarrassment. People from Mr. Darcy's family came one after another, and everyone took such good care of her that she felt that she could not bear the hospitality.
But I don’t know if it’s her illusion, Mrs. Reynolds was very kind when she came in, with a smile on her face, but the smile on her face gradually faded, and she looked at the Darcy brothers and sisters strangely. At a glance, it seems that they don't agree with their presence in this room.
However, Mrs. Reynolds was still polite to her, and said to her before leaving: "If you need anything, or if you don't feel well, you can ask Missy and the others to come to me at any time."
Missy was probably one of the maids who took care of her here. Elizabeth smiled and nodded, and thanked Mrs. Reynolds again.
But how can she really go to someone? Mrs. Reynolds may be sincere, but she can't be confused about her position. To put it bluntly, Mr. Bingley and Jane are Mr. Darcy's official invitation. Guest, she was just picked up by Mr. Bingley.
She happened to get sick again at someone's house, she must have caused them a lot of trouble, how could she have the nerve to bother them again?
Although Elizabeth nodded to the housekeeper's wife, she was actually just being polite to her. If she really felt unwell, she must have sent someone to find Jane in the next room.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Darcy seemed to see through her mind, and quickly said: "Miss Elizabeth, Mrs. Reynolds is telling the truth, you must not be polite."
When he said this, she didn't know how to answer, but Mr. Darcy immediately said to the maid they sent over, "Missy, Rina, Lisa," and he ordered them one by one. The maid whose name was called immediately stood up straight and waited for the master's order. Mr. Darcy quickly said: "You are responsible for taking care of Miss Elizabeth these days. If you have anything to do, please let me know immediately. and Mrs. Reynolds, remember?"
"I'm not going."
Her voice was not loud, but there was no room for negotiation.
Bingley persuaded a few more words, but Jane had already made up her mind, and what others said would not work.
Later, it was Elizabeth who woke up and said a few words to persuade Jane to leave, "Jane," she said, "you go out and have a rest, eat something, and sleep again. If you fall ill too, who will take care of me?" What's more, you guard me like this, as if I don't live for a few days, which puts me under a lot of pressure."
Elizabeth persuaded Jane. Before the Bingleys left, Mr. Bingley looked at her with gratitude.
After Jane had gone, Mr. Darcy came, followed by a servant who held a tray of hot porridge in his hand.
Elizabeth couldn't help smiling. In fact, she didn't have any appetite at all, but Mr. Darcy cared about her so much and even sent her food himself, which made Elizabeth feel very satisfied.
Mr. Darcy motioned to the servant to put the tray of food on her bedside table.
"Miss Elizabeth," said Mr. Darcy, "Mrs. Reynolds has had some porridge cooked for you, and Dr. Pogue says you'd better eat something easy to digest. I know you may not have an appetite, but you have to." thing."
"I didn't want to eat at first," Elizabeth said with a smile, "but after seeing this bowl of porridge, I suddenly wanted to eat it again."
As she spoke, she picked up the porridge, and there was still a spoon in the tray. She held the spoon in her hand and ate it spoon by spoon.
It's just that she has no appetite, and the porridge has no taste, so it doesn't taste like taste in her mouth.
What's more, when she was eating, Mr. Darcy was still looking at her intently, and now she didn't know what taste was in her mouth, and she ate a bowl of porridge in a daze.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Mr. Darcy even asked her, "May I have another bowl brought over?"
Elizabeth didn't want to eat any more, so she quickly shook her head and said no, Mr. Darcy didn't know if she thought she was being polite to him, and ordered someone to go to the kitchen regardless of what she said.
Elizabeth really didn't want to eat it, so she hurriedly said: "Mr. Darcy, I really don't want to eat it. I barely ate the bowl just now. I think you have someone bring it over, so I'm sorry not to eat it."
She didn't know whether Mr. Darcy would be angry if she said that, and she was still a little bit drummed.
Mr. Darcy, however, did not mean to be angry, and smiled at her.
Elizabeth thought it was time for him to go out, after all, she had finished eating what he brought, but Mr. Darcy, instead of going out, moved a chair over and sat down in front of her.
Elizabeth felt that the blood all over her body was about to rush to her face.
Mr. Darcy sat down and asked her very considerately: "Would you like some water?"
Elizabeth blushed and nodded.
Naturally, Mr. Darcy didn't need to pour the water himself. The warm water was brought up quickly, but the person who brought the water didn't know what he was thinking, and even brought the water glass to Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy took the glass and handed it to her.
After receiving the water glass handed by Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth felt as if her whole body was warmed up again. She thought, if Mr. Darcy does this again, she might really die of high fever.
She could have drank the whole glass of water, but when she drank half of it, she suddenly thought of a question, would she look very dispirited if she gulped down the whole glass of water like this?
Thinking of this, she only drank half of it and put the glass there.
Mr. Darcy looked at her as intently as when she was drinking the porridge, and said nothing when he saw her put down the glass.
It was already dark at this time, and the servant lit a candle in the room, and the candle light shone on Mr. Darcy's face, making the lines on his face look very soft and gentle.Elizabeth had always thought Mr. Darcy was handsome, but at this time he was even more handsome than usual.
Elizabeth thought to herself that it was really a knife on the head of the color character. If she really died of a small pneumonia, she must have been killed by the color character.
Everyone died under the peony flowers, so she could be considered to have died under the suit pants, right?
Elizabeth was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard Mr. Darcy speaking, his voice was also very nice, and he asked her: "Miss Elizabeth, how do you feel now?"
"It's almost the same as before, but my chest is still hot," Elizabeth finished her answer, and then said, "I think the room is also quite hot. Is the fireplace burning too hot?"
Mr. Darcy smiled and said: "I specially asked Mrs. Reynolds to heat up the fire here. You must not catch cold now." It will be better."
As he spoke, he picked up the glass of water she had just put down and handed it to her, "Drink more."
Elizabeth drank all the water this time. Mr. Darcy seemed very happy to see that she drank all the water. Elizabeth was very happy, so she said that she would have another drink, but she added, "Have a drink." Let it be cold, and drink it cold to be more comfortable."
But Mr. Darcy said: "You can't drink cold water. Cold water will make the disease worse. You should drink hot water."
The water was brought up quickly, and it was indeed warm. Elizabeth didn't expect Mr. Darcy to pay attention to such details, and she was a little at a loss for what to think, and she didn't even know how to drink the water.
And he didn't know what to say to Mr. Darcy next.
Suddenly someone came in from the outside at this time, and Elizabeth felt a little complicated in her heart.
I don't know whether to be grateful that someone came in to interrupt them at this time, or regret that such a moment was ruined.
It was Miss Darcy who entered.
She seemed startled when she came in.
Mr. Darcy also seemed to feel something was wrong. Except for a few servants who were far away, they were the only two people in the room, and he was sitting on the chair beside her bed.
He immediately got up from his chair, "Georgiana, why are you here?"
Miss Darcy also recovered from the surprise, but she seemed a little embarrassed, she didn't dare to look at them, her eyes wandered, and she said in a panic, "Oh, oh, let me see, Look at Miss Elizabeth."
A good sentence was interrupted by her, and when she finished it, she seemed not to know what to say next, so she stopped embarrassedly, and Miss Darcy bowed her head.
Elizabeth didn't feel much at first, she is a person in the 21st century, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Mr. Darcy just now, but she also felt awkward when Miss Darcy made such a move, as if she had crossed the line something like that.
As if explaining something, Mr. Darcy said to Miss Darcy: "I just came here too. I didn't expect Miss Elizabeth to be here alone."
Miss Darcy just stared at the ground, listened to her brother's words, and just nodded her head. The faint yellow candlelight shone on her cheeks, making her cheeks look red.
The scene in front of her made Elizabeth feel uncomfortable, and Mr. Darcy seemed to have nothing to say. He stood a little farther away, and his face became stiff.
No one spoke for a while, and the room fell silent, filled with embarrassment.
Elizabeth coughed lightly, and said quickly, "Miss Darcy, thank you for coming to see me. I'm fine and feel much better."
As soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt that there was some ambiguity, which made it easy for people to think wrongly. Elizabeth herself felt a little embarrassed, and she took a peek at Mr. Darcy. His face was flat, but nothing could be seen.
Miss Darcy seemed very happy to hear this, and she finally raised her head with a happy smile, but her face was still flushed, and she seemed a little embarrassed, and after a while she said in a low voice: " That's good."
Miss Darcy seemed very unaccustomed to entertaining guests like this. After saying this, she seemed to be at a loss as to what to say, and stood there at a loss.
Luckily Mrs. Reynolds came quickly, just to ask if there was anything she needed.
Elizabeth shook her head in embarrassment. People from Mr. Darcy's family came one after another, and everyone took such good care of her that she felt that she could not bear the hospitality.
But I don’t know if it’s her illusion, Mrs. Reynolds was very kind when she came in, with a smile on her face, but the smile on her face gradually faded, and she looked at the Darcy brothers and sisters strangely. At a glance, it seems that they don't agree with their presence in this room.
However, Mrs. Reynolds was still polite to her, and said to her before leaving: "If you need anything, or if you don't feel well, you can ask Missy and the others to come to me at any time."
Missy was probably one of the maids who took care of her here. Elizabeth smiled and nodded, and thanked Mrs. Reynolds again.
But how can she really go to someone? Mrs. Reynolds may be sincere, but she can't be confused about her position. To put it bluntly, Mr. Bingley and Jane are Mr. Darcy's official invitation. Guest, she was just picked up by Mr. Bingley.
She happened to get sick again at someone's house, she must have caused them a lot of trouble, how could she have the nerve to bother them again?
Although Elizabeth nodded to the housekeeper's wife, she was actually just being polite to her. If she really felt unwell, she must have sent someone to find Jane in the next room.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Darcy seemed to see through her mind, and quickly said: "Miss Elizabeth, Mrs. Reynolds is telling the truth, you must not be polite."
When he said this, she didn't know how to answer, but Mr. Darcy immediately said to the maid they sent over, "Missy, Rina, Lisa," and he ordered them one by one. The maid whose name was called immediately stood up straight and waited for the master's order. Mr. Darcy quickly said: "You are responsible for taking care of Miss Elizabeth these days. If you have anything to do, please let me know immediately. and Mrs. Reynolds, remember?"
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