Chapter 69 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 19
After dinner, Margaret accompanied Ivis on the sofa in the study to read "The Travels of Marco Polo", and introduced him to this ancient East with thousands of years of civilization in her soft voice.
The Jingle Bells carriage stopped at the Earl's Mansion. Darcy shook his drunken head, handed his coat to the servant who came to greet him, and staggered towards the mansion.
Every time they came to London, there were always nobles inviting him and his wife to their homes under various excuses. His wife was always impatient with such worthless banquets, so Darcy always had to choose a few families to attend.
Today he came back from the Marquis of Greenville's house.
Thinking of how the Marquis had just mentioned Georgena's marriage, he frowned in distress.
"Where's the lady?" Darcy took the sobering soup brought by the servant and drank it all in one gulp.
After knowing that his wife and son were in the study, he wanted to go upstairs directly. However, when he smelled the alcohol on himself, he took back his step and decided to wait until he finished his shower.
Ivis leaned in his mother's arms, listening with great interest as she explained in detail the magical civilization of the East, especially China. This country actually had a civilization of 5,000 years without any interruption. The tea they often drank at home was introduced from China.
After taking a bath, Darcy, who was much more sober, went to find his wife with steam all over his body, and dug his son out of his mother's arms. Darcy sat next to Margaret and handed her a piece of clean cotton cloth.
Avis was suddenly taken away: …………
What should I do if I have a father who always competes with me for my mother?
Margaret glanced at her husband's wet hair and wordlessly took the towel to wipe his head.
Ever since he helped wipe a drunk's head four years ago, Darcy would always come to me with dry cotton cloth whenever time permitted. He never said it, but just looked at me coquettishly with his deep eyes.
Oh, is this the trouble with having a sullen husband?
While enjoying his wife's service, Darcy glanced at his son's unconvinced expression.
Well, I suddenly feel more relaxed.
Ivis rolled his eyes in his heart at his childish old father, who was only trying to compete with him for favor.
Tini was already accustomed to the scene before her eyes. As usual, she picked up her little master and quietly left the room, leaving the remaining space to the couple inside.
The two standing at the door, an adult and a child, smiled at each other helplessly, but they were very satisfied with the love between the Earl and the Countess.
Noticing the two people leaving, Darcy held his wife's hand and started to dry his hair. He didn't want to tire his wife's hands.
"Marygart, the Marquis of Greenville seems to be interested in marrying into our family."
The Countess raised her eyebrows: "Are you interested in Georgeanna?"
"Yes." After his hair was half dry, Darcy placed the cotton cloth on the armrest of the sofa. "The third son of the Marquis, Gerbert, is about the same age as Georgiana and has reached the right age to get married."
"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't we already know that some nobles would target George and Anna before we came to London?" Margaret raised her fan to cover her mouth.
"But two people are too old to be a good match." Darcy said with a straight face, "The third son of the Marquis should have no shortage of marriage partners. Why would he ask to marry Georgiana?"
Margaret's purple eyes side-glanced at her husband's thoughtful expression. He was indeed the dream lover of thousands of women in later generations. With the tempering of these years, the serious but not rigid gentlemanly charm on him became more and more lasting.
"Darcy, don't underestimate yourself. Think about George and Anna's advantages."
"First, she has a princess sister-in-law and a count brother. If she marries him, the Marquisate will have two more natural allies."
Margaret gently waved the palace fan, bringing up gusts of fragrant wind.
"Secondly, as a count, you not only have real power, but also a great deal of wealth, which means that Georgena will have a very rich dowry."
She pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Nowadays, how many old nobles can't keep up with the times and are on the verge of bankruptcy. Aren't you also very clear about this situation?"
"Third, as for Georgiana's reputation, if you go to Derbyshire and ask around, everyone will give her a thumbs up."
"What's more, George Anna is beautiful and virtuous. Isn't she the perfect wife that a big family wants?"
"Besides," Margaret paused, thinking of what Georgiana had done in Pemberley over the years, a hint of interest appeared in her eyes, "Do you think, who can bully Georgiana now?"
When talking about his sister's changes in recent years, Darcy remained silent. If she really married into the Marquisate, they seemed to be suspected of marriage fraud?
"Okay, don't think about it." Margaret used the fan to frivolously lift her husband's chin. Well, she just liked his little expression where he said no but was very happy in his heart.
"Tomorrow I'll ask someone to find out about Gerbert. Now," Margaret narrowed her eyes slightly, her purple eyes full of charm, and she wrapped her white arms around her husband's neck and gently kissed his Adam's apple that slid up and down.
He mumbled, "It's late, let's go to bed early."
With a slight sweat on his forehead, Darcy couldn't help but grope his wife's back through her clothes.
Margaret looked at her husband's stained Adam's apple with satisfaction. Before she could even say she wanted to go back to her room, Darcy kissed her passionately. Seeing his eyes that seemed to be burning, she thought to herself, "Oh no! I seem to have teased him too much. Tonight..."
Tonight, Darcy used his amazing physical strength to let Margaret fully understand that men should not be teased too much.
The next day, around noon, Tini looked at the door which was still silent, waved to the servant to put away the lunch, as the Earl and Countess would probably get up directly for afternoon tea today.
Inside the room, Margaret beat the man beside her angrily. She had told him no yesterday, but this guy turned a deaf ear to her and continued to move forward.
In the early days of marriage, due to her status as a princess, she was very gentle in sex, afraid of hurting herself, so her movements were very gentle!
So, she always likes to tease Darcy in bed. The look of someone with a lustful face yet trying to restrain himself is really a feast for the eyes.
But I don't know if time has made this guy thick-skinned. Look at all the dog-eaten marks on her body. How can she go out and meet people? Low-cut dresses are popular among women these days!
Thinking of this, Margaret held her sore waist and couldn't help but kick someone who was getting dressed next to her!
On this day, the servants in the mansion did not see the mistress come out.
Even the meals were brought to the room by Tini herself.
Thinking of the smug male owner downstairs, Tini gave her princess a massage with heartache, but this was too rough.
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