[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Joe's old horse was much more agile than the pulling horse when going downhill. The old horse jumped down the deep ditch with just a few steps.

Joe jumped off the horse and walked to the overturned carriage.

A coachman was sitting on the ground, trembling all over.

Jo pulled up her skirts, climbed into the carriage, and opened the door.

"Are you all right?"

As soon as she opened the car door, she met the eyes of the previous mother and daughter.

This mother is none other than Lady Catherine who once picked on Joe.

Joe leaned in, "I'll pull you out."

Lady Catherine looked at Joe who didn't mind the mud on her skirt.

There was not even a trace of gloating at her tragic experience on her face, but only sincere concern.

Madam Catherine stopped, "No, I'm fine, let my daughter go out first."

Joe looked to the side at the sickly and frail girl.

The girl clutched her chest, as if she was suffering from an old illness, making it difficult to move.

At this time, Allen leaned over, "Do you need my help? Miss Wickham?"

Lady Catherine frowned when she heard the man's voice, "Don't let him come over."

Joe nodded, turned to Allen and said, "Go and see how the coachman is doing, as long as I'm here."

She turned her head and asked in a gentle voice, "Can Miss de Boer get up?"

Madam Catherine frowned and said, "No, she can't move now, she needs to breathe fresh air."

Joe: "Madam Catherine, can you pick up Miss de Boer?"

Lady Catherine said angrily, "What are you talking about? How could I?"

Joe nodded, "I understand, Madam, please make room."

"what?"

Before Madam Catherine could react, she saw Joe standing on the overturned carriage, pulling her skirt and starting to tear it down.

Lady Catherine's eyes widened at Joe's rude manner.

Mademoiselle de Boer was also slightly surprised.

Joe changed his long skirt into a short skirt, and even Allen, who was not far away, exclaimed.

He blushed and turned his back, "Miss, what are you doing again!"

He blocked the coachman's sight and pushed the coachman to a distance to rest.

After Qiao's long skirt became shorter, it made it easier to move around.

She sat on the open side carriage door, stretched her arms, and jumped in.

Madam Catherine exclaimed, "Why are you still in here? It's so crowded here, I'm about to have difficulty breathing."

Jo crouched beside Miss de Boer and reached for Miss de Boer's ankle.

Mademoiselle de Boer exclaimed softly.

Madam Catherine immediately snapped like a big cat protecting her cub, "What are you doing, Miss Wickham?"

Joe whispered: "She has a sprained ankle, and she really can't move."

She turned to Madam Catherine and said, "I will send Miss de Boer up first, and then I will pick you up, Madam."

Madam Catherine didn't say anything this time, she just asked suspiciously: "Can you do it?"

Joe rolled up his sleeves and said softly, "I have been spreading the gospel in the villages for the past few years, and sometimes I work with the villagers, so I still have some strength."

The system couldn't help but said: [Master, your waistcoat is designed as a gentle saint. If you suddenly lift her out of the carriage, doesn't it seem that you are too strong and your waistcoat collapses? 】

Joe: "It doesn't matter, I will disguise it properly. Besides, although Miss de Boer is a teenage girl, she is congenitally deficient. She is sick all the year round. She is thin and weak. She is not tall, so she must be very light."

Lady Catherine was still skeptical, but the trip to Pemberley was in a hurry this time, and there was only one coachman besides their mother and daughter, and she would never allow a coachman to touch her daughter.

She can only rely on Joe.

Lady Catherine warned: "Then you should be careful."

Joe: "Don't worry."

She turned her head to look at Miss de Boer, her black eyes were gentle and worried, "Is it okay?"

Miss de Boer felt her cheeks burning for some reason.

She nodded slightly, and said "hmm" in a low voice.

Jo adjusted her skirt, squatted down, put one hand under the crook of her leg, and put one arm around her shoulder.

Joe's face was almost pressed against Miss de Boer's.

Miss de Boer lowered her head shyly, but just because she lowered her head at the same time as Joe leaned over, Joe's lips were lightly pressed against her forehead.

When Miss de Boer realized what the wet and warm touch on her forehead was, she was burned faintly.

God, God!

She was dizzy and flushed from cheek to neck.

Jo reached out and patted her face. "Miss de Boer?"

Madam Catherine hurriedly said, "What's wrong with my daughter?"

Joe: "Probably because of the lack of air here, the lady fainted."

Madam Catherine worried: "Then what are you waiting for, take her out quickly!"

Jo answered, and took Miss de Boer into her arms.

As she had surmised, Mademoiselle de Boer was thin, undersized, and underweight.

But she still made a wobbly look, as if it took all her strength to hug Miss de Boer.

Mademoiselle de Boer closed her eyes tightly, except for her eyelashes which fluttered restlessly.

Qiao turned his head, put his lips against her ear, and whispered: "Miss, please hug my neck."

Miss de Boer did not respond.

Joe lowered his head, and the peak of his lips seemed to have no intention of touching her ear.

"Miss?"

Mademoiselle de Boer shuddered suddenly, opened her eyes wide, but met her tender and smiling pupils.

Ming Qiao's eyes were pure black, but she saw the gentle starlight in this pure blackness.

With a "huh", she stretched out her hand hesitantly, and slowly hugged Joe's neck.

With a slight shake of Jo's arm, Miss de Boer subconsciously tightened her arms.

Qiao Wen said: "Hold it well."

As she spoke, she tried to stretch her arms and sent Miss de Boer out of the carriage.

"Can you touch the carriage door?"

Miss de Boer poked her head out of the carriage and saw a handsome man talking to the coachman, so she didn't rush over.

Seeing her poking her head out, the man came out, holding a branch that he didn't know where he picked up in his hand.

"Yes." Miss de Boer lowered her eyes slightly, embarrassed to answer.

Joe: "Then you grab the place where you can hold on, step on me, and go up slowly."

"Oh, that's impossible..." Mademoiselle de Boer nervously refused.

Qiao smiled and comforted: "It's okay, I'm in good health, you can step on my shoulders."

As she spoke, she continued to push Miss de Boer up, while she slowly squatted down, her fingers stroking down the long skirt, holding Miss de Boer's ankles, and letting her feet step on her. shoulders.

Mademoiselle de Boer froze.

Madam Catherine said: "It's okay, you go up first, and I will make it up to her later."

Mademoiselle de Boer perceived her mother's indifference and arrogance.

"No, mother, please don't say that, I'd be ashamed of you."

Lady Catherine froze for a moment at Miss de Boer's unusual resistance.

Qiao said softly, "Ma'am, you don't worry too much, it's just a trivial matter."

The system said quietly: [Yeah, after all, you deliberately drove their carriage into the ditch. 】

"Cough cough." Suddenly hearing the system complain, Qiao subconsciously coughed a few times.

Miss de Boer thought she was coughing under her own weight, and felt even more ashamed.

She blushed and apologized softly.

"Excuse me. I apologize for my mother's remarks. Please don't take offense. Are you Miss Wickham? I have heard of your good reputation."

Joe whispered: "It's okay, I coughed because I accidentally inhaled cold air, and it has nothing to do with you, Miss De Boer."

"Miss, go up quickly, so that I can rescue your mother."

"Okay, okay."

Miss de Boer couldn't help being even more ashamed. Miss Jo Wickham didn't care about what her mother had said.

She grabbed the open carriage door.

She suddenly realized that the shoes she was wearing stepped on Joe's body, which would make Joe hurt.

She kicked her feet and kicked the shoes off.

The next moment, she felt a burning sensation on the soles of her feet, as if they were supported by Joe's palm.

This hot air has been rushing up the soles of the feet.

Miss de Boer didn't know what was wrong with her, her whole body was not right, and she couldn't help but blush.

Joe supported her feet, let her feet step on his shoulders, and then slowly stood up until she lifted most of Miss de Boer's body out of the carriage.

Miss de Boer supported her body and sat on the side of the overturned carriage. She immediately retracted her feet and covered them with a long skirt.

She waved lightly with her hand as a fan, and felt that her movements were indecent, so she pressed the back of her hand to her cheek.

"Boom."

With a soft sound, it seemed that something was thrown on her skirt.

Miss de Boer looked down, but saw that it was a fan which she used to play with in her hand.

She quickly spread out the fan to cover her reddened face behind.

Jo sent Lady Catherine up in the same way.

After that, she jumped up suddenly, grabbed the side of the car door, and climbed up nimbly.

Madam Catherine said: "Why are you so proficient?"

Qiao brushed the hair on his chest behind his ears, and said with a smile: "Going to the countryside these days, you may encounter any kind of weather, any terrain, and any danger, and you will gradually get out of it."

"Oh, and this one."

Jo lifted the rope that had come with him, and lifted the two pairs of shoes from the wagon.

She brought the shoes to Lady Catherine's feet, crouched down beside Mademoiselle de Boer, and stretched out her hand towards her feet, as if to help her put them on.

Miss de Boer pressed the hem of her skirt and said in a low voice, "Miss Wickham, no, there is no need."

Joe raised his head, looked at her tenderly, and asked softly, "Can you act now?"

Miss de Boer nodded, "I'm much better, I'll just do it myself."

Joe let go of his hand.

After the two put on their shoes, she was in the carriage again and sent them off.

Allen was standing below, holding a branch in his hand. When Mrs. Catherine and Miss de Boer who jumped down were unable to stand still, he handed out the branch for them to hold on to.

Joe arranged for Mrs. Catherine and Miss de Boer to rest first, while he, the coachman and Allen tried to turn the carriage over, but the carriage was luxurious and heavy, and the strength of the three of them could not get the carriage out at all.

Of course, this refers to the power under Joe's disguise.

Joe glanced into the distance, "This is not far from Pemberley Manor, I can deliver the letter..."

"No!" Madam Catherine sternly refused, she glanced at the coachman and Allen.

Joe: "Then let Alan deliver the letter?"

Lady Catherine: "No."

Three weak women... Well, maybe Joe is not weak, but the coachman is a man after all, and this is the wilderness again.

Joe: "Then let the coachman deliver it?"

Lady Catherine watched Allen warily.

Joe: "Madam, can you and miss deliver the letter?"

Lady Catherine glared at Jo angrily, but found that she did not seem to be making fun of her by saying this, but really thought it a good idea.

Lady Catherine pressed her forehead.

Why did she think this girl was a vixen back then.

Lady Catherine gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think it's appropriate? Miss Wickham!"

Joe didn't say anything, but Alan couldn't bear it anymore, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what are you going to do? We can't get a hemp carriage. Do we want the five of us to ride two horses and one mule on the road? ?”

Madam Catherine thought for a while, then nodded condescendingly, "That's the only way to go."

Joe smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go and untie the horse from the carriage."

Allen: "Then, here comes the question again. There are only two horses and a mule, how to distribute them?"

Madam Catherine raised her chin and said arrogantly: "I am the daughter of an earl, are you going to be rude to an earl's daughter?"

Allen almost gritted his teeth, "Another nobleman."

Joe didn't mind at all, and said cheerfully: "Then you and Miss de Boer each ride a horse?"

"However, Miss de Boer's physical condition is not suitable for riding a horse by herself. If you don't mind, I will ride with Miss de Boer."

Madam Catherine nodded, "That's fine, but my daughter can't be a queen."

"Mother." Mademoiselle de Boer disagreed.

Qiao Wen said: "I have no problem here."

She looked at the coachman and Alan again, "Can you two ride on the same mule?"

The driver had already made a big mistake, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he nodded tremblingly.

Allen felt wronged because of Joe, but Joe himself didn't mind.

Allen glared at Joe, "Miss Wickham, when can you think more about yourself?"

Qiao Wen smiled softly, "Me? I'm fine."

Allen let out an "ah", but there was nothing he could do about such a Joe.

System: [It was completely eaten to death. 】

When the distribution was completed, Lady Catherine watched her daughter sit in front of the horse, and Jo sat behind the horse. Jo reached out and took the rein, and wrapped her daughter in her arms.

Her daughter was blushing, and she was so thin that she almost nestled on Joe's body.

Always feel like something is not right?

Lady Catherine was full of anger, and didn't know whom to take it out on.

She could only say: "Mr. Darcy and I intend to marry our children."

Miss de Boer blushed, "Mother!"

She peeked at Joe.

Joe looked surprised, and said with a smile: "It turns out that George is also at this age."

Mrs. Catherine's chest was blocked, and she immediately said, "It's not Mr. Darcy's godson!"

Joe: "Oh, I mean George Darcy."

Lady Catherine: "..."

Almost forgot that George Wickham had the same name as George Darcy.

Lady Catherine didn't know whether Joe was really big-hearted or intentional, she stared at Joe, "I'm talking about Fitzwilliam Darcy."

Qiao laughed and said, "Then it's really time to congratulate Mr. Darcy, Mr. Darcy is a good man."

Madam Catherine watched as her daughter sat in front of the horse with a sullen face, like a flower that had been damaged by frost and snow, her face was completely discolored.

This Joe, did he do it on purpose?

Lady Catherine clutched her aching heart.