Chapter 63 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 13

The cook came to Mrs. Reynolds with a worried look on her face. The breakfast had been heated up three times, but the princess had not gotten up yet. It was obvious that this breakfast was unusable. Did she need to make a new one?

"Of course you have to make it again." The housekeeper looked at the stubborn cook with a headache, "As long as the princess doesn't wake up, you just keep making it. As for the stale portion, just give it to the guys in the kitchen."

"No need." Tiny, who happened to be passing by, smiled and stopped the cook's wasted efforts. She pursed her lips and tried to save face for her princess: "The princess is tired from all the traveling these days. I guess she will get up and have lunch directly."

"However, the princess likes to drink a cup of black tea from the East with exquisite snacks in the morning. Lianna is the maid who specializes in making tea for the princess. She will be responsible for breakfast from now on."

After arranging these matters, Tina walked upstairs gracefully, leaving Mrs. Reynolds behind her, sighing that she was worthy of being someone close to the princess. Even the posture and etiquette of a maid were better than many noble ladies she had seen.

As soon as she opened the door, Tini saw the princess who had already stood up standing by the window admiring the sparkling lake in the sunlight, with an intoxicated look on her face.

"Dear Princess Marigat, do you have any dress code for today?" she drawled.

Margaret was still intoxicated by the beauty of nature, and answered casually: "I want to visit Pemberley Manor today. Please pick some casual clothes for me. By the way, I don't want to wear a corset today!"

Opening the small door on the right side of the bed, Tini found some modified dresses in the corner of the cloakroom. These dresses were fresh and elegant in color, different from the gorgeous and exaggerated popular ones nowadays. They did not have wide hems, but hung down naturally, making them extremely comfortable and close-fitting to wear.

After washing and dressing, Marigat looked at Georgeanna who was waiting for her obediently in the living room, and she felt a little guilty.

We had agreed to visit the manor together today, but he ended up leaving the girl alone all morning.

"Princess Marigat!" Miss Bingley, who was accompanying her, stood up immediately, looking reserved.

However, the princess' outfit looks really... a little strange. Is this the new fashion in London?

Stopping Georgeanna who was about to stand up, Margaret ruffled the little girl's soft curly hair, nodded reservedly to Miss Bingley, then took the cup of tea handed to her by the maid and took a sip. Well, she became sober instantly.

After a simple refreshment, she smiled and winked at George Anna: "Dear George Anna, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to accompany me to the lakeside?"

I looked with satisfaction as two blushes appeared on the little girl's fair face. They are indeed brother and sister, their shy expressions are so funny.

The servant interrupted Darcy, who was considering the wording of his reply in the study: "Sir, the princess and the young lady went to the lake together."

Darcy frowned and put down the reply letter to the Earl of York. He stood at the window and looked out towards the lake. He could vaguely see two people holding hands in an intimate posture in the sunlight. His heart softened and his serious face softened.

The two most important women in the rest of his life were laughing and playing in his own territory. A strong sense of responsibility rose from the bottom of his heart, flowing through his blood throughout his body, making Darcy full of strength.

Carefully looking at her future sister-in-law, George Anna's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said shyly: "Princess Mar... Marigold, isn't it a bit bad for us to leave sister Caroline behind and come out like this?"

Touched by her cute expression, Margaret reached out and touched the little girl's chubby cheeks. They were soft, silky and felt very good.

She said jokingly, "But I want to be alone with you now, what should I do?"

Thinking of the little girl's experience of being deceived in the book, she said seriously: "Georgina, the so-called rules are nothing more than constraints imposed by superiors on inferiors. It is also interesting to appropriately violate these rules agreed upon by the nobles within the scope of one's own ability."

"For example, if I want to be alone with you now, I don't need to consider Miss Bingley's feelings too much. If I have to bring her along for the sake of so-called aristocratic manners, the atmosphere will definitely be a little awkward, and I will definitely not feel so comfortable."

"But that's not what Mrs. Rose at school said." Georgeanna protested weakly.

"Puchi", seeing the little girl's dissatisfied expression, Margaret couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, her shoulders shaking constantly.

After finally stopping her laughter, she wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief, then patted George Anna on the head and said, "You are still too young, George Anna."

Her slender fingers pressed against the girl's lips, which were about to refute. She bent down, looked directly at George Anna with her violet eyes, and asked solemnly, "Is the Lady Rose you just mentioned a lower or a higher person?"

Feeling that she was suddenly treated as an adult, George Anna stammered: "Your... your inferior."

"Yes. Do you think Mrs. Rose is from the perspective of an inferior or a superior?"

"Also a lower-level person!" George Anna's eyes lit up.

"Yes, of course the inferiors hope that the superiors can maintain aristocratic manners towards them." Margaret stood up and played with the loose hair on her temples. "So, from her point of view, she hopes that you will become a gentle, virtuous, and graceful superior, which is beneficial to the inferiors."

“You can’t say that the knowledge she imparts is completely wrong.”

"But, George Anna, you have to remember this." The sharp light in the purple eyes seemed to pierce through the mist that enveloped the little girl's eyes: "The knowledge you have learned is to serve you. No matter what decision you make, you must proceed from your own interests, and you don't have to compromise for the so-called noble demeanor."

"You must learn to love yourself before you can love others."

George Anna looked up blankly at the princess in front of her. She was clearly right next to her, but these words seemed to come from far away.

From a young age, people around her told her that she had to be proficient in music, singing, painting, dancing and literature. In addition, her appearance, gait, voice tone, and expression when speaking had to conform to aristocratic characteristics.

In this way, she is an admirable lady.

Even though she felt like crying from exhaustion during dance lessons and her whole body ached from posture training, she gritted her teeth and persevered as soon as she thought of her parents' admiring eyes.

No one asked her whether she liked it or was willing to do it, and she didn't know what the point of learning these things was.

No one has ever told me the truth like Princess Margaret did.

Georgeanna stared at her future sister-in-law with sparkling eyes. The princess seemed to be glowing all over under the sunlight, allowing her, who was originally in a fog, to see a little bit of the truth of the world.