Chapter 59 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 9
The golden sunlight shines through the dense forest. Today is a rare good day.
Darcy waited stiffly at the entrance of a palace reserved for royal family members in the park. This seemed to be his third meeting with the princess. The last time he gave a positive reply, he was led in by the butler to meet the princess.
He touched the golden coat uncomfortably. Benley had picked it for him after he knew he would meet the princess today.
Bingley's original words were, "Darcy, you are handsome, why do you wear black all day? You make yourself look several years older."
So, after careful selection, Darcy finally wore a popular outfit in London. A close-fitting white shirt with a brown vest on top, and finally a golden slim coat, which made him look tall and lively, with a bit of youthful vigor.
You know, since his father's death, Darcy has been dressing calmly and maturely in order to appease his business partners. At first glance, he always felt very awkward when he saw his young and energetic image in the mirror.
"Ding-ling-ling!" The white horses galloped on the open road, and the bells on their necks sang cheerful songs.
The coachman skillfully stopped the carriage at the palace gate, then placed a small horse at the place where people got off the carriage and gently lifted the curtain.
Butler Green kept winking at the young man beside him, "Boy, be sensible and go help the princess."
Darcy held his breath nervously, first looked at the butler's twitching eyes in confusion, then walked to the carriage with understanding, ready to help the princess who was about to get off the carriage.
Then, two little carrots popped out of the carriage.
Aful looked at the young man beside the carriage with dissatisfaction, his little face stern as he stared at his half-extended hand.
Darcy was stunned, and he hugged the boy's open arms and picked him up, then picked up the chubby little girl behind the boy.
"Prince Havre, Princess Helena!" Butler Green saluted quickly, and the guards behind him also saluted.
Oh my God, wasn't it said that only Princess Margaret would come? Why are the Crown Prince and Princess Helena here too? The burden of ensuring their safety today is too heavy.
Margaret looked at the young man who was supporting her and looked at his bewildered expression. She pursed her lips and smiled. Darcy was not yet the hero who would appear in the story five years later. He was still a little immature without any experience.
He raised his eyebrows and watched the two little radish-heads seriously helping up the butler and the captain of the guards. Their words and actions fully revealed the demeanor of the royal family.
One has to admit that Prince Albert is quite good at educating his children. After all, he is the true love of his love-minded sister, the prince, and the children are just a byproduct.
Out of concern for the safety of the princes and princesses, the royal guards temporarily blocked the east side of the forest, disappointing the nobles who had been prepared to watch the excitement.
Harvour and Harlana, who had clamored to see their future uncle, just glanced at Darcy and happily followed the butler to the lawn to play wildly.
Margaret strongly suspected that these two baby eggs were out playing under her name.
Sitting sideways on the jujube-red horse, the warm sunshine shone on her body, making her feel warm. Margaret held the wide brim of her hat on her head to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. The wide hem of her skirt was like blue waves, making her waist look even more slender.
Darcy held the reins and walked slowly in front, but his eyes kept drifting towards the beauty on the horse.
Her golden curly hair was tied up behind her head, with only a few curled strands hanging on her cheeks. Her purple eyes were captivating, and her snow-white teeth could be vaguely seen between her red lips when she smiled.
The aqua blue dress makes Margaret's skin look even more fair and tender, and the undulating curves of the low-cut neckline make people curious to peek into the scenery inside.
Darcy's face gradually turned red. Although there was a breeze, he felt a restless fire burning in his heart.
Before he came, Bentley had taught him many words to please the princess, but now he could only hold the reins silently and could not remember anything else.
Bing regrets that iron cannot be made into steel: So all my words were wasted?
"How do you like the scenery at Pemberley Manor in Derbyshire?" Noticing someone's serious expression, Margaret broke the somewhat silent atmosphere.
Darcy was stunned at first, then his dark eyes gradually brightened. When talking about the place he was familiar with, he immediately became less reserved and started talking.
"Your Highness, Pemberley Manor is surrounded by lush trees. There is a whole forest behind the manor. When I was a child, I was very naughty and went there to play. The servants of the whole manor were looking for me. In the end, I was severely punished by my father. On the other side of the manor, there is a large greenhouse with beautiful flowers of various colors blooming. George Anna likes to paint in it the most. Oh, by the way, George Anna is my sister..."
Watching the young man talking nonstop, Margaret listened quietly.
From these words, she seemed to have a glimpse of the growth trajectory of a young man. This was not the arrogant and proud male protagonist in the book who knew everything. He was just a young man who had just lost his father not long ago and was trying hard to shoulder the burden of his family and was forced to grow up.
Well, he was unlucky enough to be favored by a princess and forcibly taken away to be her husband?
Margaret was amused by her own idea. She asked with a chuckle, "Can we build a cabin near the greenhouse? It should be more pastoral, and then put up a swing. I like to swing at sunset. It must be beautiful."
Darcy looked up at the princess on the horse in surprise, with a hint of inquiry in his deep eyes: "Sure, if you want, I can send a message to the butler to start the work immediately."
"That's not so urgent." Looking at the lace on her skirt, Margaret waved her hand gently. "As for the renovation of the manor, let's wait until we get engaged. After all, if we get married, we will probably spend half of our time in Pemberley."
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Darcy was caught off guard by the princess's frankness and was dumbfounded. Wasn't today the first time that he and the princess had spent time together officially? How come the topic had skipped the engagement and went straight to marriage?
"This, um, this..."
"Surprised?" Margaret asked, playing with the whip in her hand. "Didn't I clearly say that you are my future husband?"
Lightly tapping the whip, she put forward her bottom line: "I don't ask much of you, but remember one thing, always keep your body and mind clean, and don't approach other women casually."
After a pause, Margaret suddenly remembered that she was reading a BL novel. It seemed that some people in later generations also liked to write gay novels about the guy in front of them.
So he continued, "Including men, otherwise you wouldn't want to know what would happen to you."
Alas, the world of BL is full of troubles. Not only do you have to be on guard against the beautiful women out there, but you also have to be careful about the close friends around your husband.
What should I do if I suddenly don’t want to get married?
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