[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Lydia looked at Darcy, who was showing a smiling face with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and felt that he was showing off his wealth without any trace.

This made her feel a little tired.

Although Darcy was curious why Lydia became silent, the words he blurted out just now made him feel ashamed.

The rest of the way, they were quiet until Bentley broke the silence.

"Hey, Darcy, hurry up." Bingley waved to him from the front.

"What's the matter?" Darcy turned his head to look at Lydia again, pursed his lips and walked forward.

"I just thought it wouldn't be too good for us to go so suddenly." At the door, Bingley hesitated instead.

Afterwards, Collins followed after hearing what he said, and said again and again: "Don't think there's anything wrong with it, it's really a great honor for them to have two gentlemen like you here, please Get rid of your thoughts and go in quickly."

It's also convenient for me to get closer to you, Collins thought secretly.

Hearing his words, Bingli felt even more embarrassed, and quickly declined: "Please don't say that."

After going back and forth like this, Bingley was surrounded by Collins and entered the door. As for Darcy, seeing his air-conditioning, Collins silently stretched out his hand.

Seeing Bingley enter the door, Darcy took a slightly smaller step and successfully waited for Lydia who came later.

They entered the door together, and Darcy and Bingley's horses were put into the stable. As soon as Darcy and Lydia stepped into the main hall, Mrs. Philip was overjoyed when she heard that two more gentlemen were coming to her house.

But it was indeed Lydia who Mrs Philip noticed first.

There is no other reason, but because this niece has changed too much. Although she still looks as gorgeous and affectionate as before, but if you look closely, you can feel that there are some inexplicable feelings around her.

She was tsk-tsk in her heart, and she showed something on her face.

"I heard that you were sick twice a while ago? You should be fine now."

"Thank you for your concern, it's all over." Lydia smiled at her aunt.

Mrs. Philip is a slightly fat woman. She has fair complexion and looks chubby and cute. At this moment, her eyes have shifted to the man next to Lydia.

She asked Lydia: "This is Mr. Darcy?"

Seeing Lydia nodded, she looked at Darcy with a smile.

Seeing her looking towards him, Darcy bowed to her: "Hello, I'm really sorry to interrupt you suddenly this time."

"Where is it!" Mrs. Philip covered her mouth and laughed: "Jane has told me just now, I am very happy that you can come!"

She knew what her sister was thinking, and she wanted to marry the five women. She originally thought that her sister would treat Collins coldly, who inherited their property, but now she actually let Collins accompany Jane and the others to her home, This is strange.

But this did not prevent her from guessing what her sister was planning.

Jane already has Mr. Bingley, and although this Mr. Darcy has heard that he has a bad temper, but now it seems that he is really a good young man. Seeing him standing beside Lydia at this moment, Mrs. Philip does not know why the more she looks at it I think they are more compatible.

With her many years of experience, she might not have felt that this gentleman might have other meanings for Lydia.

Sure enough, no matter how proud a man is, he still mostly looks at his appearance.

Now her sister is going crazy with joy.

They greeted each other a few more times, and Mrs. Philip was interested in adult beauty, so she said to Lydia: "Why don't you show Mr. Darcy around the house? So that he can have a good look at it. To be honest, I still want to change it." There are some designs in this room, and Mr. Darcy can give me some advice, won't you, Lydia?"

Lydia didn't object to this, since it wasn't a big deal anyway, getting along with Darcy was better than getting along with Collins, so she nodded quickly.

Darcy's heart tightened a little when he thought that he would be alone with her.

Collins also heard what they said. As soon as he entered the door, he looked around leisurely. When he heard them talking, he also turned his head: "Mrs. Philip, let me tell you, your place is really spacious and the furniture is very beautiful. It really makes me envious.”

Mrs. Philip was elated by what he said. She placed the things here bit by bit. She was naturally very happy to see her achievements being recognized. Unfortunately, her happy expression has not faded. Collins said next Let her face black.

"As soon as I walked in, I felt like a smaller summer hall in Rosings Manor, Mr. Darcy, what do you think?" Collins thought that this was the best compliment to this room , he wanted to get closer to Darcy and asked him.

Darcy's peripheral vision lingered on the lady's uneasy expression for a while, and felt that what Collins said was inappropriate, and he seemed to remember the identity of the lady again in his heart, "I think each has its own the benefits of."

Mrs. Philip's complexion got better now, and she began to dislike Mr. Collins in her heart. No matter who compares the things he has carefully prepared with others, he will still feel bad.

She smiled, her kind face collapsed, and she ended the topic without giving Collins a chance to explain.

"Lydia, then you can take Mr. Darcy to look around, and I'll go to the kitchen."

Seeing that the cousin seemed to follow, Lydia immediately said to Darcy: "Then let's go visit now."

Seeing her eager look, Darcy couldn't help softening his heart, and followed her.

Lydia took a few random steps, only to realize that she seemed to... didn't know where her aunt's house was.

But she could only slap her swollen face to pretend to be fat, and took Darcy up and down the stairs casually with a guilty conscience.

She consciously completed the task, but she didn't expect Darcy to beg her to take her outside for a walk in the courtyard.

Darcy just felt that he didn't talk to Lydia all the way, and blamed the time for passing too fast. When he came in, he seemed to see a garden beside one, so he made a noise.

"Miss Lydia?" The man's tone was a little clear, and he, who looked serious on the outside, was actually a little ticklish.

At least Lydia felt a little itchy in her heart, so she had to take him there.

Fortunately, there is a clear area and a clear goal. Lydia, who was worried that she might accidentally go to the wrong place, was quietly relieved.