[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Lord Darcy failed to survive time and years in the spring, and died at the manor.

Mr. Zachary was to preside over the funeral, but he had been getting worse lately, and had a fever the last two days, so it fell to Miss Wickham.

The system couldn't help but said: 【Master Darcy was afraid that you and Mr. Darcy would do something ridiculous, so he didn't call you to see you before he died. To see you for the last time, he left money for George and asked Darcy to Sir left the vicarage to George and didn't think of you at all. 】

Qiao smiled and said in his heart: "In the end, don't you still want me to preside over his funeral? Tsk, you have been wary of me for so long, why don't you want me to step on his grave and lead him to heaven."

"Heaven? Go dream. Every nobleman thinks that he will go to heaven after death. If this is true, the population of heaven will explode."

"Heaven and hell are all about selecting talents, and most of the rest are just handfuls of dirt and ashes after death."

Joe held the black book, with a solemn expression and divine compassion.

After saying the last words of forgiveness, she slowly raised her head, looked at the sky, and showed a smile, as if she was watching her soul ascend to heaven.

Joe said in his mind: "Sure enough, the gate of heaven has not been opened, and the gate of hell has not been opened. He lived thinking that he was such a great person, but after he died, he found that he was just a member of the crowd, no different from a grain of sand. .”

【wait wait wait! 】

The system was surprised and said: [Master, how do you know so much? 】

Qiao Qiao: "Do you think I've been a fool for nothing these past few years? Of course you have to find out the situation here."

The system was dumbfounded, 【But you didn't mention this to me at all! 】

Jojo: "Ah, didn't I say that?"

[You, no, yes! 】

Qiao Qiao said indifferently: "Oh, maybe I forgot, anyway, it's not a big deal, I just discovered one thing."

System: [What's the matter?Owner……】

He whimpered and begged his master to tell it.

Qiao Qiao said casually: "Don't you know a lot of knowledge? Why don't you even know what I know?"

The system has been used to being attacked by Qiao Qiao, and he immediately reflexively said: [I am not as good as the master, the master knows a lot more than me. 】

In his spiritual body, his tail pinched by his master can't help but wag, like a passionate puppy trying to please his master.

Qiao Qiao laughed lowly, "Since you want to know things from me, then I can also get knowledge from you at will, right?"

【This……】

Qiao Qiao: "Aren't you my companion system? Are you not facing me? Do you have another master outside?"

The system immediately rolled over and swore that he hadn't.

[Okay, all my knowledge is provided to the master, who can directly connect to my spiritual body and use it at will. 】

Qiao Qiao smiled slightly, his expression became gentle, but the mental tentacles unceremoniously inserted into the system's mental body to absorb the knowledge inside.

While absorbing knowledge, she said to the system: "I just discovered that the devil is in the world."

"I'm talking about the real devil."

The system couldn't help trembling.

Qiao Qiao said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a devil."

……

Spring flowers were placed on the dark coffin, and shovel after shovelful of dirty soil "cracked" on the coffin.

Joe stood beside the coffin pit, silently looking down at the buried coffin.

No matter how arrogant he was in life, wouldn't he lie at her feet after death?

Joe quietly rolled the soil under his feet, lowered his eyelashes, and a drop of transparent tears slipped from the corner of his eyes.

She raised her hand, slowly closed the open book, and stepped back step by step.

Then, she wiped away her tears, and wiped them on the tombstone without anyone noticing.

system:【……】

[Wait, master, someone has been watching you. 】

Joe's face was solemn and there was a hint of sadness.

She replied in her mind: "You just noticed? He's been looking at me for a long time."

The system looked at George Darcy who was staring blankly at Joe, and always felt something was wrong. Why did George Darcy look like... It was love at first sight?

No, no, no?

The system secretly looked at its master's appearance.

Under the spring light, Qiao's clear, gentle and uncommon beauty is indeed very impactful. She is like an angel bathed in the light of the sky. Her beauty is like a transparent crystal, and each side reflects different brilliance.

All the guests who came to attend the funeral looked at Joe secretly, but no one dared to step forward and be rude to Joe. The whole Derbyshire knew Miss Wickham's noble virtues. Most of the people who preached the gospel to the countryside were poor people, but there were many of them. He was a tenant of the manor, and was passed on by word of mouth from these tenants. Naturally, the nobles in the manor began to be curious about Joe's supernatural powers.

When they encountered troubles and sorrows, or when they were sick, they called Joe to the manor and confessed, and their mood would really improve. These nobles passed on, and Joe's reputation naturally became louder and louder.

After so many years of Joe's management, in today's Derbyshire, if anyone wants to lose face in the upper class, it is best not to be rude in front of the noble Miss Wickham.

This is the first time George Darcy has seen Joe since he grew up, and it is not surprising that he is a little absorbed in it... is it?

The system thought uneasily: Young master, don't be like a silly rabbit, bumping yourself into the arms of the demon monk.

……

After the funeral, the guests leave.

Joe stood silently in front of the tombstone, staring at the epitaph on it, wondering what he was thinking.

Those guests who originally wanted to have a chat with Miss Wickham also had to turn around and leave.

Darcy clasped her hands silently, trying to talk to her, but was stopped by Lady Catherine on the way.

Mrs. Catherine took Darcy aside to talk about the inheritance of Lord Darcy, and took away her daughter who couldn't move when she saw Joe.

George Darcy stepped forward hesitantly. He was wearing a black formal suit and his hair was soft like a lamb.

He stood behind Joe, pinched his fingertips, and still didn't dare to talk to Joe.

At this time, his cheeks suddenly turned cold.

George Darcy raised his head in a daze, only to see that it was raining in the sky where the sun was shining.

"Tai, sun rain?"

Jo turned around, soaked by the sudden downpour of rain, and the black robe stuck tightly to her body.

Her face was still covered with rain, but she smiled softly.

She took the black book in her hand and covered George Darcy's head.

Although the palm-sized book didn't do much, George Darcy somehow felt that it was no longer raining in his heart.

Qiao Wen said: "Master Darcy, hurry up and take shelter from the rain."

George Darcy opened his mouth wide, and the rain gulped it down.

"how about you?"

He struggled to find his voice in the heavy rain.

Joe said in a gentle voice that made him cry: "I want to stay here with Lord Darcy a little longer. Although I didn't see him before he died, at least, when he dies, I want to be with him for the last time." one person."

The system said quietly: [If Master Darcy knew your plan, he would jump out of the grave in anger. 】

Qiao Wen said softly: "It's great that he doesn't know."

George Darcy looked at Joe like this, as if he saw all the beautiful women in the book.

The governess would not let George Darcy read some random books, but Brother Wickham was kind to him and smuggled them to him. Most of them were about a man and a woman in love, and a woman In the story of falling in love with several men, he never had an exact impression of the heroine in the book.

But after seeing Joe at the funeral, all the heroines in the books have a definite look.

George Darcy was extremely flustered, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to do. He could only stand in the rain and looked at Joe blankly, as if his soul had flown out of his body.

Joe smiled and pressed his mouth, "Hurry up and hide from the rain."

George Darcy's hair was wet, the rain was running down his cheeks, and there were drops of water on his eyelashes, and he stammered: "I, I want to stay here with you."

Joe smiled, looked back at the tombstone for the last time, reached out and grabbed George Darcy's sleeve, "I'll take you to shelter from the rain."

George Darcy followed Joe in disbelief. They passed through the rows of tombstones. His leg even tripped over one of the tombstones accidentally, and almost fell into the muddy water. Fortunately, Joe helped him in time.

When Joe took him to the corridor, the sun and rain stopped.

He saw Joe turn sideways, grab a head of black and beautiful long hair, and twist it lightly, water droplets overflowed from between her fingers, splashed on the ground, and splashed on his trouser legs .

Joe's eyes followed the water to his trouser legs.

He trembled all over, and only felt his ankles heat up.

He looked at Jo's face, at her misty, sad and gentle eyes, at the opening and closing of her mouth, but he had no idea what she said to him.

He couldn't hear at all, but his head seemed to have its own consciousness, and he nodded to himself.

Joe smiled at him like a morning mist in the sun.

Those eyes ranged from gentle to mysterious.

Until a crow landed on her shoulder, she stroked the crow's feathers lightly, and then bent down towards him.

She cupped his face in her soft and warm hands, and gently wiped away the rain on his lips.

Her eyelashes trembled, and the water sparkled in her eyes.

She called him: "young master, do you want to come with me?"

"Little Master..."

Her voice was soft and soft, but it was like a dense sun rain, covering him tightly, sticking to his body, and he was almost out of breath...

George Darcy opened his eyes suddenly, but what he saw was his own bedpost.

Realizing what happened to him just now, his face flushed red.

He turned over, hid his face in the quilt, and wailed hoarsely: "Oh my God!"

What the hell is he doing?

He fell in love with an ascetic ascetic priest at first sight at his father's funeral, and he tampered with the scene in his dream, adding so many indescribable contents, even...even...he was still looking forward to another funeral , looking forward to seeing her again at the funeral.

George Darcy was ashamed of himself for being so immoral.

……

At the morning dinner table, both Fitzwilliam Darcy and George Darcy looked sleepy.

George Wickham said deliberately: "What's the matter with you two?"

"Those who didn't know thought you were dumped by some lady at the same time, haha."

Fitzwilliam Darcy glanced at him and said seriously, "Mr. Wickham, you should also think about your future."

"I'll wait for you in the study later, let's discuss this matter."

George Wickham raised his eyebrows and smiled, and deliberately elongated his voice: "Yes, my husband, but I thought you would go to my sister yesterday to say something."

Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy gave him a stern look.

When he turned around and went upstairs, his expression became gloomy again.

Why doesn't he want to?After all, it was the first time meeting Joe in many years, but when he returned from discussing with Lady Catherine, Joe was nowhere to be seen.

She appears to have left the cemetery in the rain.

Mr. Darcy thought about her oath, her father's dying father not allowing her to enter Pemberley Manor, and her still repaying kindness with kindness, staying at the tombstone until the last one to leave...

His mind was in a mess.

When Mr. Darcy went upstairs, George Wickham, with his legs crossed and his chin resting, looked at young Master Darcy with a smile.

"I saw yesterday that you seem to be talking to my sister?"

George Darcy was startled, and the spoon in his hand fell into the soup plate, and the soup splashed everywhere.

George Darcy's ears were red, and he lowered his head firmly, "Yes...yes, but, but after we didn't talk for long, Miss Wickham left."

Mr. Wickham smiled wildly, "If that's the case, why are you stuttering? Could it be that my sister did something to you?"

His eyes widened all of a sudden, "No!"

Mr. Wickham fell back. "Oh, then I see what you did to her."

George Darcy was ashamed and speechless.

Mr. Wickham smiled and said, "Isn't my sister pretty?"

George Darcy gave a very small "huh" a little.

Mr. Wickham: "Would you like to write to her then? I can send it to her for you."

George Darcy's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but he hesitated again, "My brother..."

Mr. Wickham: "I know, I know, let's do it quietly, don't tell anyone, just like the book I brought you."

George Darcy pursed his lips, flushed his cheeks, but couldn't help agreeing.

Mr. Wickham propped his cheek, and coaxed: "Since I have agreed that I will help you chase my sister, then you have to follow the requirements of the hero in the book."

The pretty young boy sat up straight, obediently and solemnly promised: "I will definitely do it, and I will not get close to any woman, not even the maid at home."

"I'm learning to draw, play the piano, learn to sew, just cook... There are maids in the kitchen, it's not convenient for me, and my father said that it's something inferior people do, let me stay away, but I will take advantage of it." Sneaking past at night when they were all sleeping."

The boy showed a sweet smile, "I can already make that madeleine cake now."

Wickham nodded, "Yes, yes, my sister likes this pastry, you can make some, and I'll get it to her."

The boy smiled even brighter.

The secretly eavesdropping system couldn't help but say: [Are you cultivating male virtues from an early age? 】

George Wickham smiled and said, "Master Darcy is to blame for that. Whoever told him to say that about Joe, I will always make it up for my sister."

【Are you obsessed with acting?Isn't that all you? 】

George Wickham: "That would be better, shouldn't I be taking it out on myself?"

Mr. Wickham stroked his chin and said to George Darcy: "Work hard, my sister likes the hero in the book like this."

【What kind of books did you show him? 】

It's a pity that George Darcy couldn't hear the sound of the system, and he gave a hopeful "hmm".