[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Joe sent the two of them to Pemberley Manor, then turned over and jumped on the horse.

Miss De Boer said cautiously: "Won't Miss Wickham go in together? At least rest first..."

Joe smiled, "I can't do it, I still need to go back to the church to report on my work."

Miss de Boer: "But..."

Joe: "Passing by Mr. Will's shop on the way, I will inform him to come. Your ankle injury needs treatment."

Mademoiselle de Boer blushed and hid her feet under her skirt.

Qiao greeted them slightly, shook the rein, turned the horse's head and walked away.

Miss de Boer watched Jo's back intently.

Madam Catherine couldn't help but said: "You don't need to look, people are all gone."

Mademoiselle de Boer bowed her head in embarrassment.

Mrs. Catherine hated iron and said: "Don't you know? This Miss Wickham was the one who fascinated your cousin back then. Later, old Mr. Darcy forced her to swear and made Fitz William was sent to the Earl's Mansion, and the two of them were cut off, how dare she come to Pemberley Manor again."

Miss de Boer was stunned for a moment, "So she is that Joe..."

Mrs. Catherine was about to say something to Joe, but she saw her daughter's eyes flickering, and said softly: "No wonder Cousin Darcy will never forget her, she is indeed a kind and upright woman, just like the knight in the knight novel. "

Speaking of this, Miss De Boer's face turned even redder, as if she had fallen into some delusional thought, "The pure white knight..."

Lady Catherine: "..."

I almost forgot that her daughter is in poor health and can't go out, and she doesn't even want to go to the dance party. She only likes to read some knight novels. No, it's all crazy.

Mrs. Catherine wanted to slander Joe, but she didn't know how to say it. Darcy's incident was actually not Joe's fault. After all, from what I saw and heard just now, I knew that Joe didn't understand the relationship between men and women until now. And her character...even Lady Catherine could not have faulted her, and the only faults in Jo were her birth and her poverty.

Lady Catherine told this to her daughter.

I don't know if she raised her daughter too noblely. When Miss de Boer heard the news, instead of looking down on Jo Wickham, she seemed to be looking forward to something.

Miss De Boer pressed her chest and said softly: "She has no money, but I have money, and I can support her..."

Seeing her mother's face about to lose her temper, she immediately said: "Oh, I just can't bear such a noble lady to be troubled by money."

"...I...I can raise her."

She was blushing, resting her head, and rubbed one arm with the other arm. The place where Joe held her when he helped her off the horse just now seemed to still have Miss Qiao's warmth and faint fragrance on it.

The more Miss de Boer thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to her.

"I'm not in good health. Although I'm rich, most of the men who come to propose marriage come for my property. Since I always want to support someone, isn't raising Miss Qiao the same as raising a husband? At least, compared to those Man, Miss Qiao must be more beautiful and outstanding."

"My God!" Lady Catherine looked like she was going to faint.

"Why do you think so?"

Miss De Boer supported her mother, and said innocently and shyly: "But, I think my thoughts are very good, and my body is not good. Maybe sometime...In this case, why can't I choose myself to be more pleasing to the eye? What about people?"

Lady Catherine took a deep breath and stared at her out of breath, but she really couldn't say anything harsh to accuse this sick and weak daughter who had always been doted on.

It's all her fault, it's all her fault for raising her daughter so naively.

Mrs. Catherine held Miss de Boer's hand as if holding a life-saving straw, and said, "Wait, wait, not all men are like that, at least Fitzwilliam is an upright gentleman, please don't Make up your mind and see your cousin first."

Miss de Boer lowered her head and asked shyly, "Is Cousin Darcy as good-looking as Miss Wickham?"

Lady Catherine said "uh".

Fitzwilliam Darcy was a handsome man, but she was not so handsome as Jo.

Not to mention Fitzwilliam, as the earl's daughter, she had also attended court banquets, but she had never seen a woman who could match Jo's appearance.

However, I recently heard that Lord Kelso's grandson has returned to the social circle of the capital. He is very handsome, and his name seems to be... Dorian Gray.

Madam Catherine coughed softly, "You can't just look at a husband when looking for a husband."

Miss de Boer said naively: "But, I already have money and status, why can't I look at my appearance? Anyway, I want to raise a person who will squander my property, so why not raise the most beautiful one who can make me happy?" It’s pleasing to the eye, and the money is well spent.”

Madam Catherine pinched the bridge of her nose, she really didn't know where her daughter came up with this idea, ah, it came from Joe!

Miss de Boer clasped her hands together and put them on her chest, looking forward to saying: "Besides, everyone knows that Miss Wickham has a high moral character, and she may not cost me too much money." Thinking about it this way, raising Joe is much more worry-free than raising a man, and my future husband may raise mistresses and actresses outside, but Joe will definitely not be like this."

Mrs. Catherine listened, and was somewhat persuaded.

No, you can't be led into a ditch by your daughter.

Madam Catherine said very helplessly: "At least you have seen your cousin before you say, you want beautiful ones, and there are many beautiful lords' children in the capital, why bother?"

While the two were talking, they saw Darcy running over in a hurry.

When he saw the two of them, he immediately stopped and saluted them gracefully.

Lady Catherine and Mademoiselle de Boer returned the salute.

While Darcy said this to them, he carefully looked behind the two of them.

Miss de Boer looked at Darcy's appearance and couldn't help thinking: It's not as good-looking as Jo.

When Lady Catherine entered the castle, Darcy lagged behind, still looking back.

Miss de Boer couldn't help asking curiously: "Cousin, what are you looking at?"

Darcy turned quickly, and looked nonchalantly at Miss de Port.

Miss De Boer suddenly realized, she covered her mouth and said softly, "Could it be that you are looking for Miss Wickham who sent us here?"

Darcy froze.

His face was serious, but his voice was helpless, "Then where is she? I heard that she sent you here."

Miss De Boer said innocently: "She sent us here and left without even entering the gate of Pemberley Manor."

Darcy's eyes dimmed suddenly.

Miss de Boer: "If you want to catch up, there is still time."

"However, Mr. Darcy still has a lot of worries. It is impossible for him to go after him." A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Miss de Boer looked over curiously, but saw a beautiful man approaching her in a gentle manner. The sun reflected on his body, and his whole figure seemed to be melting in the sun.

"Your Majesty George Wickham, good to see my lady."

The man bent down slightly, as if he wanted to kiss his hands.

Miss de Boer said in amazement: "Wickham... you belong to Joe..."

George looked affectionately at Miss de Boer, "I am her younger brother."

Darcy noticed George's expression, and he stopped George out of the consideration of protecting Miss de Boer's reputation.

George looked at him, his expression calmed down.

"Mr. Darcy has so many young ladies to protect."

Darcy's heart seemed to have been stabbed heavily with a sword.

Miss de Boer noticed that the expressions of the two were not right, and she was about to leave immediately.

Well, it wasn't because she thought George Wickham wasn't as handsome as Jo.

Only Darcy and George are left outside the castle.

George lost his smile completely, "It turns out that Mr. Darcy is no different from other men. He talks about Joe, but he thinks of his cousin who is of the same status as you."

Darcy frowned, "Don't talk nonsense."

George grinned, and his words were like sharp swords, wanting to split his heart, "What will my sister do if she finds out? Ah, I must tell him the good news."

Darcy knew all along that the bastard was going to use Joe to torture him.

Enduring the pain, he whispered: "George, aren't you in school? Why have you been staying in the manor?"

George smiled and said, "Of course I spent more time with Master Darcy before he died. Oh, I'm a good man."

"What? Don't you want me to dangle in front of your eyes?"

He waved his hand at Darcy, "Then I'm a little nervous."

Darcy was livid.

George: "Oh, I'll have to ask my sister for money then."

"George!"

Darcy was trembling with anger, "Don't you know if Joe has money?"

Joe's life is so difficult, George's life is so rich, but he still thinks about scraping something from Joe, is he still human?

Darcy gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give it to you, don't go to Joe."

George smiled and said, "It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, and it made me talk a lot."

"Mr. Darcy, you must learn to be smarter in the future."

Darcy really wanted to throw him out if he could.

However, his father was the housekeeper in the manor, his own father was his godfather and doted on him, and he humbled and adored his sister, so Darcy had to endure such a bastard.

If he married Joe, George would be his brother too.

Although thinking of such a George would silence his boiling emotions for a moment, when he thought of marrying Joe and swearing to her in church, he even felt that it was no big deal to have such a younger brother.

It's terrible, what a terrible thing emotion is, like a surging tide, engulfing him powerlessly.

He suppressed his emotions, and pressed the pocket watch on his chest tightly. The pocket watch was attached to his heart, and the gears inside were vibrating, as if there was another heart attached to his heart.

……

On the other hand, George took the money and went out to wander.

He ate all the delicacies and drank all the wines in the nearby cities.

Because the feelings of the two sexes can be shared, what George eats can also be tasted by Joe.

George can even eat two people's food alone to provide Joe with energy, while Joe doesn't need to eat or drink anything, and can use his time to do some more important things.

Joe thought: Mr. Zachary's health is getting worse and worse, and he will die soon. As long as Mr. Darcy supports the position of this priest, she must be her, and the only strong competitor, a His first, George Wickham, and George Darcy, too young and unfit for the priesthood.

According to the frequency with which George brushes Darcy's disgust and hatred three times a day, even if Mr. Darcy breaks the agreement with his father, he will definitely not let George be the pastor here.

To support George or Joe was not at all a matter of hesitation in front of Darcy.

This position is already hers.

As a vicar of the parish, she could finally show her face to the higher classes.

However, the parish priest here is still too far away from the upper echelon. She needs to be qualified to enter the University City Theological Seminary for further study, so that she can make more friends with the upper echelon of the church, further expand her reputation, and absorb more energy.

Joe couldn't help smiling amusedly.

Great, everything is going to plan.

Allen, who was on the side, couldn't help showing a satisfied smile while watching Joe praying, and couldn't help admiring her.

Joe is different from everyone in the church.

She would run around all day, expending energy and energy to save people on the way, and returned to the church to report on her work without eating or drinking water. Afterwards, she knelt silently before God and prayed wholeheartedly.

Even so, she can still show such a happy and contented smile in front of God. Her heart must be different from all of them. Her world should look like heaven, and there is another heaven in her heart.

Alan involuntarily knelt down beside Joe and prayed silently.

If there is a god, it probably looks like Joe, right?

Her spirit is so rich that she doesn't need material to support her body.

He once wanted to imitate her without eating or drinking for a whole day, but he almost passed out.

He was already completely disappointed in the church, but Joe gave him another hope.

It would be nice if Joe could go up, but why is Mr. Zachary so ill and still alive?Otherwise, he will give him a ride.

Allen thought fiercely: Anyway, he changed his name and changed his surname to sneak into this country.

Feeling the intense, dark energy around him, Joe couldn't help absorbing more.

There are so many protagonists in this world, and the flavors of energy also have their own characteristics, which is really great.