[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Lydia has returned to Nierpei Manor again.

Her greatest wish now is for Jane to get well soon, and then go home with her and Elizabeth.

Thinking of this, Lydia immediately went to take care of Jane with Elizabeth full of energy.

Jane's illness has improved slightly, and it is not as serious as it was at the beginning, only her throat is still a little hoarse.

She saw the two sisters come in arm in arm, and was delighted at their increased bond.

"Has Mom left already?" Her voice was a little hoarse, her eyebrows were gentle.

Lydia walked to her bed and sat down, stretched out her hand and touched her sister's forehead. Seeing that the temperature was almost normal, her face was full of smiles, and she was full of energy when speaking.

"Well, I've gone home, and Kitty went with her." She twisted the corner of the quilt for Jane.

Elizabeth took out a novel from the bookcase next to her to read, and when she heard their conversation, she also went to say: "But I guess mom doesn't want to leave in her heart."

Everyone laughed.

Jane's eyebrows were curved, and she thought of Bingley's care for her, and also let her two younger sisters stay here. A warm current flowed through Jane's heart, and she felt extremely sweet.

Elizabeth said to her again: "The doctor will tell you to rest more. If you ask me, Jane, I can't wait to see you get better. This is too hard for me to bear."

Lydia added a playful sentence for her: "Except for Mr. Bingley."

"Yes, except for your Mr. Bingley." Elizabeth's eyes were full of narrow eyes, and she smiled at Lydia.

Jane blushed from the teasing of the two of them, and defended the others in a low voice: "To be honest, Elizabeth, I think everyone is very good."

Elizabeth knew her sister's faults, so she asked sincerely, "What do you think is good about them?"

Lydia was also sitting on the side, intending to hear how Jane praised them.

"Elizabeth, Lydia, look." Jane said: "Miss Caroline is very understanding, she treats us very well, and takes good care of us everywhere. Her sister, Mrs. Hurst, is also very warm to us. There's Mr. Hurst, though he doesn't talk to us very often, but I can see that..."

"His kindness to us." Lydia thoughtfully added to Jane, who was at a loss for words.

Jane nodded and glanced at Lydia approvingly: "Not only is Mr. Hurst kind to us, but even Mr. Darcy often visits us, which makes me feel that he is a cold-faced and warm-hearted man. Nice guy."

Jane is not dissatisfied with the people here at all, even the servants here, she is full of praise.

"If you ask me, Mr. Bingley is the best." Elizabeth knew that Jane was too easy to be fond of others, so she interrupted her and winked at Lydia herself.

When Jane heard this Bentley, she was very shy, and her voice became much weaker: "Bentley...Mr..Of course it's very good for us."

They were talking happily, but Caroline was full of resentment.

Her face was extremely ugly, and she walked into her room with a cold face all the way. Her older sister Luisa also walked in lazily, comforting her high-minded younger sister.

"Caroline, don't be angry." Louisa said to her, sitting on the small sofa.

Caroline ruthlessly threw the fan she was holding onto the bed.

"If you want me to say, what do you care about with these people?"

Caroline sneered: "That's because you don't understand."

"I know you despise those country girls." Louisa said leisurely, "But don't forget, these are the people left by Charles."

Caroline knew the meaning of her sister's words, it was nothing more than that the two of them were still clinging to Charles and living with him, and they had to rely on him for many things, so if some things could go according to his wishes His will, if not in order, must be in order.

She changed her mind, sat down sullenly, and moved her exquisitely painted lips: "If you want me to say, those ladies, um, except for Jane, who is a little better, her two younger sisters , there is no advantage, except for that face, you can still see, but those gentlemen don’t just need a face, in that case, it’s better to go to those socialites/flowers.”

Caroline's words also had a taste of comforting herself. What she said was really vicious, and she almost called Lydia by name as a socialite. There are no outsiders here. It's no big deal, when the two of them talked, they were naturally unscrupulous.

"No, no, no, Caroline, don't forget that they are good at walking." Luisa giggled: "Of course, apart from these two points, there is nothing to praise .”

Talking about walking, Caroline remembered Elizabeth's appearance when she first arrived, her eyes were full of disgust: "I guess I will never forget Miss Elizabeth's appearance, look, it's just my sister's two colds, that's all." Can't wait? Look at her messy look."

After saying this, Caroline began to imagine what Lydia would look like in her mind, it must be very ugly, thinking that such a face would become such a dignified face, Caroline I feel better.

They chattered a lot of bad things about the two sisters, and even though Caroline's feelings for Jane were barely good, they couldn't match the bad feelings for her sisters.

Then, in the afternoon, Caroline kindly went to accompany Jane for a few hours. She dressed up carefully, which might not have made Lydia envious.

She said a few words to Jane, and comforted her to recover from her illness.

Jane felt that she was a nice person.

Caroline's body moved without a trace, her neck with a huge ruby ​​facing Lydia who was sitting beside her and reading a book.

Unfortunately, to her disappointment, Lydia didn't even give her the corner of her eye.

This made her a little upset, but there was nothing she could do.

At about six o'clock, Caroline went out with a burst of fragrance and went back to her room to change clothes.

Lydia finally waited until she was gone, closed the book, and carefully put it back in the cabinet.

Elizabeth didn't like this Miss Caroline either. Seeing her leave, she felt the same as her sister.

After a while, someone knocked lightly on the door. Hearing the familiar way of knocking on the door, Lydia thought of someone.

Elizabeth turned her head to look at Lydia who was sitting there blankly, she was giving Jane water to drink: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lydia said to her, walked over to open the door, looked up, and could see the gentleman's dark eyes.

"Good evening, Miss Lydia," said Darcy.

"Good evening, Mr. Darcy." Lydia felt the pressure come back.

Darcy stared fixedly at her hair, and he didn't know why he thought it was so cute: "I'll teach you how to go downstairs for dinner."

Lydia felt that his voice had an inexplicable taste, which reminded Lydia of the black face he faced with her, and began to feel that this gentleman really hated her.

Sure enough, the three major illusions in life can only be illusions,

She went to Elizabeth, who had put down her water glass, and said that Mr. Darcy had come to invite them down to dinner.

Elizabeth nodded, put the book she had spread out on the table into the bookcase, and went out with Lydia.

The strange thing was that Darcy stayed where he was, and Lydia thought he would go first.

No matter how much you hate Darcy's arrogance, you still have to be polite. Elizabeth lowered her eyes and greeted him.

The three of them descended the stairs together, Lydia following her sister arm in arm, and Darcy following them.

Occasionally his gaze wandered away for a moment, but in the end it always returned to the young lady.

Lydia felt that the stairs made her sweat profusely.

When Elizabeth saw Darcy, the matter of Mr. Wickham suddenly appeared in her mind. Although she had not known Wickham for a long time, his speech and behavior made it easy for people to have a good impression of him.

So this made her a little puzzled. She didn't know what it was that made Wickham, a lively and talkative gentleman, silent in the face of Mr. Darcy.

Lydia thought about the content of the novel for a while, but felt that there was nothing new in it. At the same time, she wondered if she could also make money by writing articles?But thinking about her lack of clues about how to use English words and sentences, she still gave up this fantasy idea.

When Caroline saw the three of them coming down together, she couldn't help but feel annoyed, if only she could stay a little longer.

When Bingley saw them coming down, he couldn't help asking about Jane's current situation after going out in the afternoon.

Hearing that Jane's health was almost recovered, he was both happy and sad.

Everyone finished the meal happily, and even Darcy interrupted their conversation, which made Caroline quickly talk to Darcy.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at Lydia, who was focused on the plate in front of him, and Caroline, who had been paying attention to him, also noticed it.

The disgust she felt for this young lady could hardly be expressed in words.

After dinner, Bingley sent someone up to deliver some snacks to Jane, and the servant who came back said, "Miss Bennet said, thank you sir for your kindness."

Bentley's heart was as sweet as eating honey.