[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Wickham was very surprised, he didn't expect Darcy to dare to speak out, so he guessed in his heart that there must be something between the lady in front of him and this "gentleman" who pretended to be serious on the surface .

He smiled slightly, hooked his lips, and said, "Mr. Darcy."

Darcy took a few steps forward, blocking Wickham's glance at Lydia. He looked indifferent, looked down at this cheeky man, and did not speak.

Bingley and Collins also realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but no matter what, they were on Darcy's side.

Seeing him like this, Wickham restrained himself a little. After all, he also understood that if the matter was exposed, although Georgiana would not be able to please him, Darcy would not give him anything Have a good time.

However, the future is long.

He took one last glance at the lady who was covered by Darcy for the last time, and smiled inwardly.

"Then I'll see you at dinner later, Miss Bennet, Miss Elizabeth, Miss Kitty, and Miss Lydia." He bowed to them again, looked at Darcy's ugly expression, and said to himself I became happy.

Seeing this, Elizabeth was even more sure that he had a serious quarrel with Mr. Darcy. She and Jane glanced at each other, and Jane, who heard what Elizabeth had guessed, nodded slightly to show her approval.

Lydia looked strangely at Darcy who suddenly approached her. Although she vaguely knew in the book that he was not quite right with this Mr. Wickham, his reaction was so excited, which made Lydia feel that Mr. Wickham The scumbag's senses deteriorated a bit.

No matter how arrogant Darcy is, he is at least an upright and decent gentleman, but this Wickham, huh, what else can he do besides being used to hooking up little girls.

But when Lydia thought of that face just now, she could only lament that she was reckless.

She originally thought that her face was enough to attract people, but she didn't expect that this scumbag's face was not only handsome, but also had an indescribable taste.

Sure enough, this world is a world of faces. If Wickham had a sloppy face, would he be able to deceive so many young girls?

After Wickham left, the awkward atmosphere returned to normal after a pause. Bentley was still whispering to Jane, because Darcy was still by Lydia's side, and Collins had to go back to Elizabeth's side Went to be courteous.

"Mr. Darcy." Lydia nodded to him and greeted him.

Darcy, who was originally stiff because of excessive anger, relaxed a little when he heard the female voice behind him. He turned his head and looked down at the girl in front of him.

"En." He replied, nervously pinching the rein he was holding.

Seeing his faint reply, Lydia also fell silent. The atmosphere between the two was a little strange, but it was Darcy who spoke first.

"That Mr. Wickham." He frowned, with concern in his eyes: "Not a good gentleman."

What he said was so tactful that Lydia suddenly laughed. She really didn't expect this gentleman to speak so... tactfully.

Lydia's smile made the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Darcy quietly looked at the spring in the corner of her eyes, thinking that she didn't pay attention to what she said. Although she smiled beautifully, Darcy was also a little annoyed.

"Miss Lydia, I'm serious." He especially emphasized the serious two.

Lydia could only restrain herself, and nodded solemnly while suppressing a smile: "I know."

Darcy naturally saw that she didn't care, and felt a little distressed. He knew that Wickham's appearance was deceiving, but it was hard to say why he reminded Lydia to be careful about him.

Seeing his frowning, Lydia thought that someone else was kind enough to remind her, so she immediately raised her hand to reassure him that she would stay away from that gentleman.

Darcy's mood turned cloudy.

There was a rare smile in his eyes.

Darcy tried his best to find a topic to chat with this young lady. He pondered for a long time before he said bluntly: "Have you had a good time recently?"

Lydia, who got rid of Caroline, didn't know how well she was at home. Although Cousin Collins came, it didn't affect her good mood at all.

Because... Elizabeth should help her share it!

So Lydia nodded affirmatively: "Very good, how about you, Mr. Darcy?"

His own name seemed to bring out a sense of tenderness when he spit it out of her mouth. Darcy felt his ears burn so badly that when he heard that Lydia was so happy to leave Nizhipei, his heart shuddered. The unhappiness also faded a little.

God knows, his heart made him feel it very clearly, and the empty Niri Pei made him very unhappy.

"I'm doing well too, thank you for your concern, Miss Lydia." Darcy said seriously.

Next, he chatted with her a few more words, and the "curiosity" towards this lady in his heart gave him an urgent urge to get to know her better.

"You seem to like paintings very much?" Darcy asked this question after deliberation. He could still clearly recall the light in the girl's eyes that day in his mind.

Darcy thought again of the time she played four-handed with Caroline, he had to admit.

Well, very dazzling, very charming.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Bentley's voice calling him not far away.

Lydia looked strangely at the gentleman who answered: "Yes." Afterwards, the gentleman who fell into silence, saw Bingley calling him a few words, but he didn't come back to his senses, thinking embarrassingly about this The cold Mr. Darcy is not in a daze...

In desperation, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Darcy.

"Mr. Darcy?"

Darcy was brought back from the memory by the girl's sweet voice, and Bingley beside him couldn't wait to come over and talk to him.

"Jane invited us to visit her aunt's house. What do you think? I've already agreed. Now, it's up to you." Bingley winked at him, indicating that Darcy must help a few days. He who met the person he loved.

Darcy was stunned for a moment, then thought of Wickham, and felt that he wanted to help Miss Lydia, so he naturally pushed the boat down.

Collins also confirmed again and again that this gentleman was undoubtedly the son of his benefactor's sister, so he felt itchy in his heart, so he moved closer to Lydia, trying to get close to this gentleman.

"Mr. Darcy, hello." Collins smiled, squeezing out two dimples on his chubby face.

Darcy noticed him from the side of these girls from the very beginning, saw that he was still beside Lydia just now, but when he saw himself coming, he quickly walked away, and felt that he was also very clever, and he wanted to follow up after seeing too much It's not surprising for him to set up a relationship, seeing Collins with a smile on his face.

Collins continued to introduce himself: "You may not have a big impression of me, but you will be surprised when I say the name of the next lady."

Lydia listened to him chattering in her ear, somehow she remembered the dreadful saliva again, and silently stepped forward a few steps, leaving the two gentlemen a closer conversation space.

Collins was very satisfied with the knowledge and wit of this beautiful cousin, and added some points to her from the bottom of his heart, while he moved closer to Darcy.

"That's right, my benefactor is Lady Catherine of Rosings. I've had the honor to meet you a few times, but I think you're busy with business, so you won't be able to remember a small person like me, but I don't care, because I can be here Meeting you is the greatest luck that God has given me. Let me tell you, if Madam Catherine knew that I had met you here, she would definitely come over immediately, and she has missed you for a long time."

He complimented Darcy again and again, but the protagonist who was being complimented was only thinking about Lydia, who was a few steps ahead of him, and the voice in his ear made him frown.

"Thank you for your compliment, but as for Lady Catherine, I will visit in a few days, thank you for reminding me how much she misses me." Darcy nodded to him, stretched his legs, and led the horse stepped forward.

Collins felt satisfied when he thought that this gentleman would mention himself in front of his benefactor. The more he looked at Lydia, the more pleasing he was to his eyes, and he felt that she was really good everywhere.

Compared to Elizabeth who was perfunctory to him everywhere, he felt that it was better for him to choose this cousin who could bring him happiness.

Lydia saw Darcy returning to her side again, but fortunately, that cousin didn't know what he was thinking and didn't follow.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you like reading, Miss Lydia?" Darcy asked her without looking sideways, and he could clearly see Bingley and Jane in front of him having a pleasant conversation.

"Occasionally for entertainment." Lydia replied: "When you encounter a book you like, you will naturally like it very much. When you don't like a book, you can only use it as entertainment. After all, you know, there is really not much entertainment here. Activity."

Darcy nodded: "Then what kind of books do you like?"

"Maybe it's contemporary art or something." Lydia blinked.

Darcy said nonchalantly: "Maybe Pemberley has a lot of books about these things. I once had an elder who worked in this area, but he has passed away, so he gave me all the books as a gift."

So what do you mean....?