[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

The candle flickered alone, casting a dim light.

The light elongated the two shadows and landed on the floor-to-ceiling bookshelf.

Lord Darcy, with his head bowed, was writing a letter.

Across the table stood a young couple, Jo Wickham and Fitzwilliam Darcy.

In the study room, only the breathing of the three people and the "rustling" sound of the tip of the pen falling on the paper can be heard.

After Joe and Darcy returned to the castle, Master Darcy called them both to the study.

But after they came, he didn't say anything, he only cared about his own affairs, as if he wanted to let the two of them stand here as punishment.

Darcy turned to look out the window.

At this time, the night outside the window was already dark, and the two of them had been standing here for several hours.

The snow outside has not stopped yet, and the study room without a fireplace is as cold as an ice cellar.

He's a boy and he can't stand it anymore, but can a girl like Joe really bear it?

Darcy looked at Joe with concern and anxiety.

Qiao lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something silently, with a focused and serious expression.

Even though his eyes were so conspicuous, she didn't turn her head and give him a look.

He could only keep looking at her side face.

But Darcy didn't know that his own every move was being watched by Master Darcy.

Jojo suddenly raised his head.

Darcy hurriedly withdrew his gaze, his heart pounding.

He stared at his toes, not daring to look at her directly, but he still couldn't help sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.

Qiao Qiao looked at Master Darcy behind the table, and said, "Master, let Master Darcy go back and change his clothes first. He ran out in a hurry, and his clothes were soaked by the snow."

Darcy hurriedly said, "I didn't...Ah Choo!"

Master Darcy put down his pen, nodded and said: "Darcy, I will tell you about your matter tomorrow, go back."

Darcy: "Then Joe..."

Master Darcy raised his head, with a serious face and sharp eyes, "As the heir of the Darcy family, you can't even take care of your own body? Do you know what your illness and injury mean to the Darcy family?"

Darcy's face was pale, and he whispered: "I see, father."

He bowed respectfully and left slowly.

When the cherry wood door slowly closed, Master Darcy began to fiddle with the things in his hands again.

He put the red wax into a small golden spoon and slowly roasted it over the candle fire. He didn't withdraw his hand until the red wax melted into wax water.

He shook the envelope lightly with the small golden spoon, and a stream of red tears fell down.

He picked up the seal engraved with the family crest, pressed it lightly, and sealed the envelope.

"Butler Wickham is right. You are not too young. You should hire a female teacher to teach you well."

Jojo: "I've been taught in the church."

Master Darcy looked up, and glanced at her from under his eyelids.

His look was very intimidating, and a girl of her age would definitely be frightened, but for Qiao Qiao, she was the only one to frighten others, there was no room for others to frighten her.

Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Darcy, for your kindness."

Lord Darcy: "Learn to play the piano, learn to paint, you always have to go out to socialize, and find a good marriage for yourself."

Jojo's smile didn't change.

Master Darcy: "It seems that this is not what you want?"

He snorted coldly, "You are young, but your mind is not young."

"Yes, you can stay as the old lady, and Pemberley Manor can't afford to support you."

"But you'll be serving Pemberley Hall for the rest of your life."

"Joe, is that what you want?"

"Here as a maid, as a housekeeper? And finally? To be a mistress for a gentleman?"

The system said angrily: [What nonsense is he talking about to a little girl! 】

Qiao Qiao said calmly: "Don't worry, he is the one who is bothered now. After all, in his eyes, this is the orthodox heir of the Darcy family who is obsessed with a maid..."

System: [How old are you, why did you think of this? 】

Qiao Qiao: "Maybe my age can't hide my excellence. There's no way. I'm too good."

system:【……】

How can you boast yourself like this!

Master Darcy knew that what he said was too much, but the expression of the girl in front of him remained unchanged.

She remains humble, gentle and kind.

This kind of psychological endurance is too strong, is it possible for a little girl of her age to do it?

Master Darcy looked at Jo with admiration.

The emotion was gone in a flash, and Joe was still a big problem for him.

Qiao Qiao whispered: "Master Darcy, what you worry about will never happen."

Master Darcy chuckled, "You know what I'm worried about?"

Jojo smiled.

Master Darcy said seriously: "How do you guarantee it? What kind of guarantee do you take?"

Qiao Qiao lowered his eyes and said: "I can feel that my father is about to return to the embrace of God. I want to accompany him for these days. After that, I will teach him to continue studying and working."

"People in the world will eventually return to the embrace of God, and I don't miss the world."

What Jojo said startled Master Darcy.

He looked Qiao Qiao up and down, and said slowly: "Remember what you said today."

Jojo: "Yes."

Master Darcy: "However, you still have to do the work in the manor while you are here. Go and take care of George."

He sighed: "Since your George can grow up safely, so can my George."

Qiao Qiao respectfully agreed.

"Okay, you go back, your cloak is soaked."

When Qiao Qiao left completely, Master Darcy shook his head and said regretfully, "It would be great if Qiao Qiao was a boy."

So intelligent, so alert, so determined, and so pure.

After Qiaoqiao went out, he picked up a small silver cuff at the door, which was probably dropped by someone who secretly eavesdropped at the door.

As for who that person was, of course she knew.

【So, master, you must have said those words to him too, right? 】

Jojo collected the remaining energy here, and said with satisfaction: "The taste of sadness and loss is also good."

"However, what satisfies me more is the smell of old Darcy's impatience."

……

The next day, Darcy fell ill before Lord Darcy spoke to Darcy.

Mr. Will came to the manor to treat Master Darcy.

But Master Darcy never got better.

Although Jojo worked beside George Darcy, and the maids around her didn't discuss this matter with her, she couldn't hide everything that happened in this manor.

Since no one told her, she just pretended that she didn't know.

Here she works honestly, and her other vest comes alive.

George Wickham stood at the door, lazily leaning against the wall with a biscuit in his mouth.

Jojo's mental strength sensed the arrival of Master Darcy, and immediately stuffed the remaining biscuits into his pocket, rubbing his mouth with his fingers.

George pretended to be worried and paced up and down the door.

Master Darcy: "Are you here to see Darcy too? Why don't you go in?"

George stood up straight and said shyly, "I, I'm afraid to disturb him."

Master Darcy: "Darcy's fever has subsided, and he is awake. You go in with me."

George nodded with sparkling eyes, as if he was very happy to finally be able to visit Master Darcy.

System: [Happy ghost, you are greedy for his energy. 】

George: "Anyway, they won't have it. If you don't give it to me, it's a waste."

George slipped in after Master Darcy.

As expected, Master Darcy had woken up, but his expression was still a little confused.

George sniffed, "Is Fitzwilliam all right? Why does he look so listless?"

The doctor Mr. Will said: "The body has just recovered, eat more, rest more, and it will gradually get better."

Mr. Darcy invited Mr. Will out, as if to speak to him alone.

Only George and Darcy were left in the room.

Darcy stared at George, but his body didn't have much strength.

With his hands behind his back, George searched around his room, and said with a smile, "Master's room is just fine, much prettier than mine."

"It's really different for different people."

With a hoarse voice, Darcy reluctantly opened his mouth: "What are you here for?"

George smiled and said: "Come to laugh at you, haha, you look so funny now."

Darcy: "..."

George bent down at the head of his bed, "I heard that you lost your running shoes because you chased my sister, and that's why you got sick?"

Darcy's cheeks were flushed with fever, and his eyes were full of fire.

"nonsense!"

George: "I also heard that when my sister was talking to the old man alone in the study, you secretly listened at the door, crying with snot and tears?"

Darcy's face grew redder, his eyes brightened, and he glared at George angrily.

George: "Master who loves to cry, I heard that you were biting your sleeve while crying, and bit off the cuff?"

Darcy: "Shut up!"

George: "My mouth grows on me. I decide whether to close it or not. What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Darcy really didn't understand why there was such a hateful person as George, just as he couldn't understand why there was such a lovely person as Joe.

George tilted his head and looked at Darcy's face, "It's really funny that the young master is angry, hahaha, really funny."

Darcy bit his lip, turned his face away, and ignored him.

George's voice dropped suddenly.

"My sister has gone to work with Master George. She has a sentence for you..."

Darcy turned his head, his smoky eyes were like burnt silver.

His eyes were burning and eager.

George looked serious, and said, "My sister said..."

"Say what?" Darcy urged.

George opened his mouth and let out a "puchi" laugh.

"Say you're an idiot, haha, you actually believed me, oh my god, how stupid you are, haha..."

Darcy's cheeks were flushed by George's unscrupulous ridicule.

He should have thought of it earlier!

There is no truth in this guy's mouth!

Damn it, why did he believe it without thinking, but was ridiculed by this guy again!

Darcy closed his eyes and made up his mind not to open them, and if George told the truth he would ignore him.

George: "Hey, well, can't I tell the truth? I'm here this time to bring you something, and my sister asked me to deliver it."

Darcy's heart skipped a beat.

Want to see it?

Another voice in his heart said: Haven't you been tricked enough?Still want to be cheated?

But what if it is true?

This is what Joe gave him.

Don't believe it, don't believe it, George is a liar.

but……

Joe...

Darcy never opened his eyes.

George sighed: "Well, since you don't accept it, I'll go back and tell my sister."

Could this be his purpose?

Darcy gritted his teeth and thought to himself: when he goes back, he will definitely embellish Joe in front of him, deliberately making Joe hate himself.

Forget it, cheat as long as you can, don't let Joe be fooled.

He opened his eyes in a jerk, but he didn't see anything in George's hand.

George spread his hands, smiling mischievously and hatefully, "Tsk tsk, look at how happy you are when you mention my sister."

"It's actually hooked again, alas, you make me lose interest in playing like this."

Darcy's anger was coming out of his head.

He was cheated again!

George tilted his head, "Forget it, don't bother with you, who made me a good person?"

Darcy: "..."

George randomly threw something on Darcy's bed, "I returned the thing to you, I'm leaving."

Darcy lifted the quilt weakly and looked around.

"What? What did she give me?"

However, he searched around and couldn't find it.

He turned his head, only to find George leaning against the door frame, looking at him mockingly.

He was holding something shiny in his hand.

George: "Why can't I find it? Because it's still in my hands."

Darcy: "..."

The system couldn't stand it any longer. The room was almost filled with Darcy's moods of joy and anger.

【Master, just let him go, he is still a child! 】