Pride and Prejudice: Darcy's Guide

The wind of the Regency era carries the scent of roses and blows into my bones - this is not an operating room, but the dilemma of Pride and Prejudice. The Miss Elliott family is not even qualified to inherit half an acre of land? What a joke, I want to tear a hole in the patriarchal law. Disguising myself as 'Scholar William', I sneaked into Darcy's study, Bentley's ball, and even the coffee break of the Council of Nobles. The deduction simulator can talk: Choosing the grape on the left can find a loophole in the old lord's will, and choosing the macaron on the right can reveal the flaws in my stepmother's marriage plan - the harder I burn my mind, the closer I am to affirmative action. But why did Darcy, who always calls me 'sir', suddenly block my attic on a rainy night? He pulled off my tie, and his eyes behind the lenses were like red-hot iron: 'William Elliot, have you ever deduced the consequences of kissing me? ' Oh, it turned out that what was more difficult than legal reform was to get this 'Pembury Iceberg' to admit that he had already engraved the four words 'Wyland de Elliott' into the last line of his inheritance book.