When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

Wu Zhao raised his hand unhurriedly, signaling Qingniang to come closer, and then said, "This is not a good place to talk, the dance will be over soon - go to the place you were looking forward to earlier."

Ever since he knew that Wickham was coming here, Wu Zhao asked Qingniang to pay attention to a suitable place to deal with him.Meryton is sparsely populated, so it is not difficult to find a wilderness. The key is to pay attention to whether there are any people who come and go nearby by chance-the less people know about this kind of thing, the better.

Qing Niang responded respectfully, thought for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Miss, how did Wickham take it?"

She wanted to ask if she wanted to find another carriage, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was too cheap for him, but the place she was looking for was not close, when did she wait for him to go?It's not too late, there are always people on the road.

Wu Zhao glared, and said sarcastically, "Could it be possible that I still find a few people to take good care of him—are you stupid? Tie his hands and hang him on the back of the carriage!"

Qing Niang quickly agreed, but she forgot about this!

Wu Zhao closed the car door angrily, closed his eyes to block Stuart's probing eyes, and lay on his back in the car to rest.It was the first time she'd been in such a light mood since she'd been here—it was hard to be indebted to someone, especially since Georgiana had helped her in some ways.

Wickham had been pinned to the ground, and the young lady came to tie him up and the servants let go, but he had just been beaten up, and he didn't have the strength to get up, so he could only collapse on the ground and gasp for breath.

Qing Niang quickly had Wickham's hands tied up, and the rope was locked behind the carriage.

Wickham fell into the hands of another group of people as soon as he came out of the hands of the casino, and these people surrounded him without saying a word, just staring at them, and they didn't say the reason. go somewhere else.

He had offended a lot of people, and for a moment he couldn't figure out which one was going to come to collect debts from him, let alone where he offended the master here, and he couldn't even think of an excuse for how to deal with it.

The fear in Wickham's heart was even stronger, and he asked the people around him with a trembling voice, "Who are you? Where are you taking me!"

None of the strong men around was willing to make a sound. Hearing his question, he clenched the stick in his hand even more, and waved it a few times as if in demonstration.

Qingniang locked the rope with her own hands, and when she heard his words, she sneered and lowered her voice, "Want to know who we are? Why don't you think about what you have done!"

Wickham might as well have said nothing!On the contrary, the fear in his heart deepened, and he couldn't help thinking about when he did what, but how could he come up with it so easily?I fell into deep anxiety for a while.

He asked tentatively, "Are you under the Marquise?"

——this is the most powerful person he can guess, and the person who is most likely to do such a thing.

Qing Niang didn't answer, she just tugged on the rope vigorously to ensure that it wouldn't fall apart halfway, then quickly jumped onto the back of the carriage, sat firmly and waved her hands to the people around her.

Before Wickham could get up from the ground, someone approached and pinched his face brutally.

, stuffed a piece of cloth made of unknown material into his forced open mouth, it was so smelly, the smell could make people faint.

But it was too late for Wickham to complain about the stench in his mouth—because, to his horror, he discovered that the carriage was moving slowly!And it's getting faster and faster!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Wickham's eyes widened in horror, and he desperately wanted to scream, but his mouth was tightly gagged, and he could only utter a few meaningless whimpers.

The carriage was getting faster and faster, he was dragged and rolled forward for several meters, tried his best to get up, but Qing Niang suddenly pulled the rope tight, and he jumped forward again, his face was immediately scratched by stones bloody...

When he got to the place that Qing Niang was looking for, Wickham, who had been dragged all the way here, had already been breathing in but not venting.

Qing Niang was not in a hurry, she just sat in the carriage and waited slowly, watching Wickham's rolled eyes gradually return to normal, and then motioned for the person who followed him to take out the rag stuffed in his mouth.

As soon as Wickham spit it out of his mouth, he coughed desperately. He was dragged all the way, the clothes on his body had long been worn out, and he completely lost the energy he had before.

Qing Niang didn't even look at him, she jumped down and respectfully walked to the front, and asked crisply: "Miss, we're here."

Wu Zhao in the car opened his eyes, and responded lightly, "Understood."

She got up from the seat and glanced at Stuart with her chin raised.

Stuart understood, and felt that she looked like a proud lion, dangerous and captivating.

He chuckled and opened the car door first, and said in a low voice, "Please—"

Only then did Wu Zhao nodded in satisfaction, bowed and jumped out of the carriage.

Stuart followed closely behind, and after landing, he thoughtfully handed Wu Zhao a pair of gloves—rabbit fur and mink fur, which were extremely beautiful.

Even though it doesn't seem like a good place to talk about love in this wilderness, especially with a bloody bastard dragged behind the carriage, Wu Zhao couldn't help but look at Stuart again, sighing secretly in his heart , no matter what the circumstances, His Excellency the Earl's face really makes people feel bad!

Wu Zhao deliberately turned his head away from him, took the lead, and slowly walked around behind the carriage, looked at Stuart who was in a panic on the ground, and said with a loud smile: "Mr. Wickham, do you remember when you offended me?" ?”

Wickham struggled to prop up his upper body from the ground, squinting his eyes to see who was coming, but Wu Zhao stood against the light and was tightly wrapped in a cloak, only a strand of golden curly hair was exposed at the edge of the hat , Wickham really couldn't figure out who it was.

He was already a little flustered at this moment, guessing a few names indiscriminately, "Mia? Rondo? Or Collier? No, no, no, they can't possibly know that I'm here, you're Rondo!"

Wickham guessed the most likely people several times. Even though he knew that Georgiana Darcy and Fitzwilliam Darcy were in Netherfield not far from here, he never thought of the tenderness. The shy, ignorant Miss Darcy will be the mastermind behind the scenes.

"It seems that you have offended a lot of people in the past few years, all with strange names.

"Wu Zhao couldn't help laughing softly, she simply took a few steps closer, raised her hand and took off the hood, "—now you see clearly who I am? "

Wickham's pupils constricted sharply, and he cried out, "Georgiana! You are Georgiana Darcy!"

His original strength was exhausted on the road, but after seeing clearly that it was Wu Zhao, not only a burst of strength came from somewhere, but he screamed.

Wickham then turned his gaze to the man behind Wu Zhao, shrunk his neck in fear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then, that's Mr. Fitzwilliam, isn't it?"

Although Stuart and Darcy were two completely different figures, it was difficult to distinguish in the night, and Wickham's preconceived consciousness still confused them.

Stuart, who was hidden in the cloak, raised his eyebrows. He didn't want to be thought of as Darcy, and was about to take off the cloak, but he didn't want to feel a faint pressure on his hand.

Stuart was taken aback, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Wu Zhao, but saw that Wu Zhao didn't seem to have squeezed his hand, and smiled without changing his face: "No matter who is next to you, shouldn't the person you are afraid of be Me? After all—I was the one who was seduced by you back then!"

Wu Zhao also had other considerations in preventing Stuart from revealing his identity.The surname of Campbell is too famous, and if it is exposed that he is involved, maybe there will be greedy politicians who will come after hearing the news. It will be of no benefit to anyone to investigate deeply.

Stuart quickly figured this out. In such a cold field, he felt a sense of warmth in his heart, and couldn't help but quietly return his hand, causing Wu Zhao to turn around and stare at him fiercely.

Wickham has been begging for mercy ever since he knew it was Wu Zhao. He seemed to think that Wu Zhao was the Georgiana back then, and he tried his best to explain that he didn't want to abandon Wu Zhao because he was under the threat of Darcy. I had no choice but to leave, "Georgiana, you believe me, every night for the past two years, your face lingers in my mind, every night I feel unbearable pain..."

Wu Zhao made his words amused, and joked: "Unbearable pain? Painful in a casino or in a prostitute? Don't talk about it, it should be because I feel disgusted when I think of your face in the past two years." right."

Wickham looked at Wu Zhao in disbelief. Georgiana was a gentle and shy girl before, and he agreed with everything he said with a naive face!

"Don't talk so much nonsense." Wu Zhao succinctly blocked what he wanted to explain.

"Do you think that I have spent so much effort to get you here, and I am setting up debts and setting up tricks, just to chat with you and catch up with you, and to hear you talk about your shit?" Hidden secrets!"

"Of course I want you to pay the price!" Wu Zhao looked at Wickham's gradually agitated face full of malice, "I can't help but get angry when I think of you, a scumbag, who is still at ease."

Wickham couldn't hear anything else, and when Wu Zhao said that he had set up a trick to make him owe the debt, he shouted excitedly: "It's you! It's you! I just said, how could I have done so in such a short time? Thousands of pounds owed!"

"Also!" Wickham's stupid head finally came alive, his voice trembled, his face was full of excitement, "Liddy

Ya's brooch!brooch!It was also your intention - all the debts I owe are fake, aren't they?Yes or no? "

"Fake? How is it possible?" Wu Zhao twitched the corners of his lips, "If you don't gamble yourself, who can coax you to the gambling table? The money you owe and the IOUs are all written by yourself. There is no fake——but, Wei Mr Kemm, don't you think it's a bit biased now that you care about such a small matter?"

"You think I brought you here just to explain to you how I got you hooked?"

"You, what do you want to do?" After hearing Wu Zhao's words, Wickham finally recovered from his emotions. A thought that terrified him came to his mind, and he couldn't help but shrink back a few steps in fear. "I have a roster in the army. If, if... someone will come to check tomorrow!"

He didn't even dare to say "kill", he only dared to threaten Wu Zhao that someone would come to investigate.

Wu Zhao said leisurely: "I'm not going to do anything, just let you experience what I felt at that time——Qing Niang!"

"How do you feel?" Wickham only had time to say this before someone grabbed the back of his neck, pressed the back of his head and slammed it into a bucket of ice water that had been prepared at some point!

"Uh! Uh!" Wickham was silent for a while, and soon his hands and feet struggled desperately, and the swing became more and more violent.

Qing Niang didn't need Wu Zhao to order any more, and directed the male servant to pick up Wickham's head again and again, and press it into the water again and again. This was repeated four or five times until Wickham's mouth and nose were choking on water. It kept flowing out, and as soon as he let go, the whole person lay dying on the cold and stiff ground without any movement, and Qing Niang stopped his hand.

Wu Zhao just stood aside and watched quietly, and when Qing Niang came to ask her to show her, he covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and said slowly: "According to the original plan—let's go back."

"Yes." Qing Niang respectfully agreed, and came up with Sara to help Wu Zhao board the carriage.

Afterwards, Stuart also got into the carriage and felt the carriage moving slowly. He leaned over, gently took off the gloves for Wu Zhao, and said with a soft smile, "I thought you would kill him directly, but I didn't expect you would just send him Plantation?"

Wu Zhao lowered his eyelids, looked at Stuart's hand in a daze, but began to talk about an irrelevant topic, "Did you know? In the far east, there was a place, thousands of years ago, there was a dynasty called Great The Tang — or Zhou — dynasty once had an empress.”

Stuart paused, and he looked at Wu Zhao puzzled.

Wu Zhao didn't look at him, but said to himself, "The empress wasn't an empress at first, when she was a concubine—maybe you can't understand, just think of it as, well, the emperor's lover—she put The empress whose emperor failed in the political struggle was locked up with another concubine, why didn't she kill them?"

"Tell me, why?" Wu Zhao looked at Stuart with a frightening brilliance in his eyes.

Stuart didn't seem to be afraid, he guessed randomly: "Well, maybe their family is so powerful that the queen can't kill them."

"That's right, that's not right." Wu Zhao shook his head, and said quietly, "Because it's the scariest thing to let them see with their own eyes the things they care about most slowly lose..."

"You said, did I say so?"

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Emperor Wu (staring at you faintly): Tell me, is it enough to see?

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