Chapter 75 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 25
Ivis leaned against the car window, looking out with curiosity, his purple pupils looking clear and dreamy under the sunlight.
Darcy's itchy hands stroked his son's brown curly hair, which attracted a dissatisfied look from Ivis. Margaret leaned back in the car seat and watched the fight between the father and son with a smile.
As soon as the London social season ended, they hurried to Pemberley Manor.
It was summer, and along the way, the lush green trees under the blue sky made people feel relaxed, and the occasional breeze blowing along the road blew away the sudden melancholy in my heart.
In the following carriage, Caroline Bentley glanced through the newspaper at her brother who was standing beside her with a gloomy look.
I don’t know what my brother talked about with Miss Jian last time. Since then, he has never mentioned proposing to that lady again.
Oh my god, this was a smart move.
Although she was a little prejudiced against country girls, Caroline knew that Miss Jane was absolutely not qualified to be Mrs. Benley because of her brother's similar doughy personalities.
Not to mention her vain, worldly and uncouth mother and her two sisters who speak frivolously and behave in a frivolous manner.
Caroline couldn't even imagine what kind of jokes they would cause when they entered social circles. It would definitely be a disaster!
Moreover, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her husband, Viscount House, knew that her family had a country woman as the mistress. The Viscount would not care about his wife's face at all, and the number of his lovers would probably double.
Therefore, she decided to go to Pemberley with Princess Marigold for vacation this time. On the one hand, she really wanted to relax, and on the other hand, she wanted to give the Viscount a warning that she still had the Princess Royal as her backer.
Unlike the miserable ride in this car, Giorgio Anna sat in the car reading a letter written to her by her fiancé.
Her slightly pink nails were holding the clean white letter paper, and she had a sweet smile on her face. After getting to know him, she realized that this person was not so bad at speaking. She even felt a little embarrassed by his sweet words.
Gerbert, who has read a shelf of love and romance stories: ...
In order to please his beloved girl, he tried his best.
As they were thinking different things, the convoy drove quickly towards Pemberley Manor.
It has been a few days since they returned to the manor. Amid the chirping of birds, Margaret habitually touched the still warm bed beside her. Darcy guessed that she had just come downstairs for breakfast.
She smoothed her messy hair, threw back the quilt, put on her slippers, and walked to the window to admire the lake view shrouded in mist.
Under the fragmented sunlight, a beautiful couple walked arm in arm along the lakeside.
I don’t know what interesting words the gentleman said, which made Georgeanna cover her mouth and laugh softly, and then... then Gerbert put a beautiful flower in her hair!
Margaret widened her eyes in excitement. Oh my God, what a beautiful picture.
She excitedly half leaned forward, trying to see more clearly, but unexpectedly met Mrs. Reynolds who was doing the same thing at the window next to her. They looked at each other awkwardly for a few seconds, then shrank back in embarrassment.
The caught butler Reynolds calmed down, straightened his clothes, politely went to the hostess's room and knocked on the door.
"Princess Marigold, would you like a maid to help you wash up?"
"Just let Tini come up." Both of them pretended nothing happened.
After getting dressed, Margaret went downstairs and found that everyone was in the living room.
She sat next to Darcy, holding Ivis in her arms and kissing him.
"Mom, you look so beautiful today, just like the goddess Aphrodite in mythology." Ivis tilted his head back with his eyes twinkling.
"Really?" After being praised like this, Margaret felt happy early in the morning. She took a sip of the black tea handed to her by the maid. Well, today was a really wonderful day.
"Yes." Caroline agreed, "Princess, you are as beautiful as ever. You are no different from when I first saw you six years ago."
There was a sudden burst of praise in the living room, even the usually taciturn Earl Darcy praised his wife's beauty.
Margaret's lips almost twitched, and she quickly dropped the subject.
After dinner, Gerbert accompanied Georgiana to the textile factory by carriage. He was looking forward to seeing his fiancée at work.
Caroline took a fishing rod and invited her brother Benley to go fishing in the river, which finally cheered up the listless dog.
The living room was suddenly empty. Even Ivis was in the study, learning etiquette, geography, history and other courses from the teachers in the palace.
Darcy sat on the sofa, quietly admiring his wife's fair and soft profile in the sun, her slim figure despite having given birth to a child, and her sparkling eyes. He did not turn a page of the book in his hand for a long time.
Feeling the heated gazes around her, Margaret stretched her body lazily. The morning sun was not yet dazzling, and the colorful flowers in the small garden in front of the house were competing for beauty. In this natural tranquility, she suddenly had an inspiration.
"Darcy, shall we go to the lake together?"
She smiled and turned back to greet her husband who had already been distracted.
"Huh?" Darcy was stunned at first, then put the book in his hand on the table and walked towards his wife.
Dodging his outstretched arm, Margaret looked up and down at her husband's clothes. They were so homely!
"Darcy," she smiled sweetly, holding her husband's cheek, "Your clothes are too plain, why don't you change into a military uniform?"
Although he was full of doubts, the Earl never refused his wife's request. He went upstairs to change his clothes and asked the servant to trim his beard. Because Marigat didn't like big beards, his beard was only short.
After going downstairs, the maid told him that the princess had already gone to the lake. Darcy raised his eyebrows. What tricks was his wife playing? She was so mysterious.
Margaret was instructing the servants to set up the picture frame when she caught a glimpse of her husband, dressed up newly, walking slowly towards her in the sunlight. Her eyes lit up. It turned out that life still needs some little fun. This waist, these legs, and the temptation of uniform are the eternal kings.
Darcy looked at his wife's rosy cheeks and her bright naked eyes with amusement, and it took a lot of effort for him to maintain his cold and abstinent expression.
Sure enough, Margaret's eyes brightened.
Wiping the non-existent drool and secretly telling herself that business was more important, Margaret handed her husband a whip and asked him to lead the red horse and look forward, as if missing his lover far away.
Everything is ready. With the painting skills retained from her previous life and the influence of the oil painting style of this life, her painting style is now unique. However, there are few people worthy of her painting.
The breeze blew Darcy's clothes, and Margaret depicted her husband's expression and posture with every stroke of the pen. After feeling the deep love in Darcy's eyes, the red clouds that had just drifted away reappeared on her face, but her hands did not stop moving, sealing this friendship in the small space of her pen.
After finishing a class, Ivis took advantage of the break to lean on the window to look out. Then, his round amethyst-like eyes suddenly widened. It was too much. He was working hard in class, but his mother was having a date with his father downstairs!
Mom is still drawing a portrait of Dad!
I haven't drawn any for him!
Mr. Sal, who was teaching the history class, looked at the student's puffy cheeks with a puzzled look.
What's going on? What is this?
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