[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

George Darcy was completely overwhelmed by the news brought by Mr. Wickham.

It turned out that Miss Wickham and his brother were once in love with each other?

George Darcy recalled how his brother had been standing in front of the window with his back turned to him during the conversation just now.

His fingers behind his back couldn't help tightening, as if he was holding back something.

It turned out that all this was not his illusion.

His brother had been reticent when he spoke of his love for Miss Wickham.

That must be painful, right?

He clearly saw his elder brother clenched his palms red.

However, it is precisely because of such forbearance and pain that it proves that my brother has always loved Miss Wickham, right?

George Darcy thought dejectedly: Don't I have no chance at all?He stood with his brother, anyone would choose his brother, not him.

After all, my elder brother is such a handsome gentleman and inherited the Darcy family, but he is just a young son who can't inherit his father's inheritance and can only get some of his mother's dowry inheritance.

If his brother can't do it, then he is even more impossible, right?

His chin was resting on the pillow, his whole body was like a dog about to lose his dream, even the strands of his hair looked limp.

Mr. Wickham couldn't help but said, "What's wrong with you? Did you admit defeat before the battle was fought?"

George Darcy sniffed and said softly: "How to fight, I'm doomed..."

Mr. Wickham: "That's not necessarily the case. Have you forgotten what my sister said to you? You must be full of love and fight for love."

George Darcy wondered: "But, how do you know what she told me?"

Mr. Wickham spread his hands, "Oh, sorry, I was there at the time."

George Darcy's eyes widened suddenly, feeling ashamed.

"What, what!"

Mr. Wickham smiled and said: "That's why I let you persevere. After all, I know my sister better, and I think she still likes you."

George Darcy: "Don't make fun of me, I am completely incomparable with my brother."

Mr. Wickham smiled. "That's true..."

"Sir!" George Darcy almost cried.

Mr. Wickham said with a smile: "Don't cry, I mean, you are much more pleasing than your brother."

"What's more, you are younger than your brother. My sister likes young people the most."

He patted George Darcy on the shoulder, "Relax, reassure."

George Darcy covered half of his face with a pillow, leaving only a pair of bright eyes.

"But I..."

Mr. Wickham smiled and said, "I have a letter from my sister here."

"Huh? Huh?" George Darcy looked in disbelief.

Immediately, he became puzzled again, "If she wanted to say something, why didn't she just say it? We just met, didn't we?"

"Oh, it looks like this..." Mr. Wickham waved his hands indifferently, "Elegant ladies always like to show their mystery in front of their suitors."

George Darcy accepted this statement, "Also, it's like the ladies at the ball use fans to express something, alas, it's so difficult to understand, I never want to go to a social ball..."

He knew Mr. Wickham well, and trusted him so much that he complained automatically.

Mr. Wickham said decisively: "If you don't want to go, don't go. If you want to love, don't you have to love yourself first."

George Darcy was taken aback for a moment.

Mr. Wickham: "You see, that's what I do."

Love your two vests, regardless of each other.

system:【……】

I know what you mean, but it's really weird.

George Darcy said with bright eyes: "Well, Mr. Wickham always has a chic demeanor, and I hope to be like Mr. Wickham in the future."

"People like me?" Mr. Wickham repeated his words with a strange expression as if he couldn't hold back a smile, "That's good, you work harder."

George Darcy: "Well! Both Miss Wickham and Mr. Wickham are very nice people!"

Mr. Wickham brushed his hair, "You actually think so, then let me teach you a lesson before you start socializing."

After saying this, he left.

George Darcy did not understand what Mr. Wickham meant. He shook his head, and opened the envelope with satisfaction.

There was a faint fragrance on the letter paper, which was different from the perfume that aristocratic ladies like nowadays. It was not such a strong fragrance, but as elegant as a rose in the sun.

He looked at the content on the letter paper, his face became more and more red, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

……

"Where did you go halfway? I didn't see you when I left the cemetery."

Mr. Darcy sat in a chair, talking casually with Mr. Bingley.

Mr. Bingley coughed lightly, and said embarrassedly, "I was still in the cemetery."

"It was still in the cemetery at the time, what did you stay for... ah."

The confused Mr. Darcy was talking to himself. Suddenly, he understood and looked up at him immediately.

Mr. Darcy looked serious and hesitant, as if he was considering how to speak.

Mr. Bingley smiled thoughtfully: "Miss Wickham is really a kind and beautiful lady."

As if he had been praised, Mr. Darcy couldn't help showing a small smile of joy, although he restrained himself in an instant.

Mr. Bingley said frankly: "It is no exaggeration for such a beautiful lady to have many suitors. If I hadn't heard what you and George Darcy said, I would not be able to resist chasing such a beautiful lady."

Mr. Darcy covered his head.

Although he had known his friend's temperament for a long time, he didn't think that he couldn't hide the matter, and he directly told the whole thing without tact.

"Charles... please stop talking, I think George and I must have shown you the faux pas."

Mr. Bingley said frankly: "I should be the one who was rude, because seeing what you and George did, I had some misunderstandings with Miss Wickham, so I caught up with her on the road and wanted to ask her clearly..."

Mr. Darcy stood up with a jerk from the table, and stared at Bingley.

He didn't expect that it was not Wickham who had been threatening him and asking him for money, but his pure and enthusiastic friend who stabbed him in Joe's place.

"You, what did you say?"

Mr. Bingley waved his hand, "I just chatted with Miss Wickham and found that she is a monk who is knowledgeable and pure-minded."

"I also realized my mistake, okay, Fitzwilliam, don't look at me with such eyes, I swear, I really didn't lose my manners in front of Miss Wickham, on the contrary, I also helped Wick Miss Ham."

Thinking of his heroic act in front of the church just now, Mr. Bingley couldn't help feeling elated.

Mr. Darcy hesitated. "What happened?"

Mr. Bingley: "Do you know Earl Evan's youngest son? He is a priest in the church in your parish, and it seems that he has been targeting Miss Wickham."

"Send Miss Wickham to the country, and intentionally sarcasm Miss Wickham. I have never seen such a rude man."

Mr. Darcy: "I have been to Earl Avon's mansion before, and some unpleasant things happened there. I have also seen Earl Avon's youngest son. He said some harmless things to me. I thought he It's just for me, I didn't expect him to target Joe."

Mr. Bingley seemed to think of something, "Ah, I see."

"what?"

Mr. Bingley asked suspiciously: "Is it because of this? No, why would he care about this?"

Mr. Darcy: "My friend, speak clearly."

Mr. Bingley then told what had happened in front of the church.

"Probably because I called Miss Wickham's name, the earl's youngest son said a lot of rude things to me. It's strange."

Mr. Darcy understood something, but did not understand it very much.

Why is there a gentleman who loves a lady to tease a lady and mock a lady?

No, wait, that's not the point.

Mr. Darcy stared at Mr. Bingley with searching eyes.

"You...Charles, why are you suddenly so interested in Miss Wickham? Also, when did you become familiar with Miss Wickham enough to call her by her name?"

Mr. Bingley scratched his cheek and said with a smile, "Huh? Didn't I tell you? Miss Wickham gave permission. She also called me Charles."

Mr Darcy paused.

Mr. Bingley seemed to have thought of something beautiful, his blue eyes were like the gentle surface of the sea, and he whispered in a dreamlike tone: "She said, if we get to God, she is just Joe, and I'm just Charles, and we'll be equals."

Mr. Darcy only felt that his heart was bet on the guillotine, and his heart was cut off by the fast falling knife.

Did Joe say that because of him and his father?

For a moment, all kinds of emotions came to his mind, Mr. Darcy was both guilty and regretful, pity her and hated himself.

But Mr. Bingley didn't understand his friend's thoughts and said: "Ah, Darcy, do you want to solve this matter? If you don't solve it, then I will take action. No matter what, I can't just sit and watch a beautiful Women suffer so much."

Mr. Darcy said in a low voice: "I'll go, and I'll settle it all."

Mr. Bingley's eyes lit up, "Then take me, I'll go see Joe with you."

Mr. Darcy hesitated to speak, and hesitated: "Do you know what you are talking about? You should understand what I said to Joe, obviously..."

Mr. Bingley said warmly and heartily: "Fitzwilliam, what does it matter? I don't think Miss Wickham will mind, and I really want to help her."

He looked at his friend earnestly and pleadingly, "Take me, no matter what you want to say to Joe, I will help you talk, after all, I also think you are very suitable for her..."

Mr. Darcy softened a little.

"...Of course, Joe is suitable for everyone. Her beauty and character are unique in the world."

"Fitzwilliam, if Joe is willing, I will not separate you, but if Joe is unwilling, I don't want you to do something disrespectful to her."

"Ah, I'm not trying to separate you, I'm joining you and making your relationship more harmonious."

Mr. Darcy felt a throbbing in his heart.

So, what did Charles Bentley come up with after seeing Joe!

Mr. Darcy rubbed his forehead, "Okay, I know, I will take you there, don't say any more."

"Charles, even you would make me angry."

Mr. Bingley showed a bright smile, "Oh, thank you, Fitzwilliam. I really want to see Jo more often. I always feel that all irritability will disappear when I am around her. Her beauty has the effect of purifying the soul."

Mr. Bingley paused, and mentioned a name that has been spreading recently, "Dorian Gray, you should have heard of this name. When I was in the capital, I accidentally walked far away at a ball. glanced at him."

Mr. Bingley showed a complicated expression, "Mr. Lin Gray is said to be beautiful, but compared to Joe, he is still a little inferior."

"Mr. Dorian Gray's appearance is too sinful, not as clean and beautiful as Joe's beauty, ah, this is probably the difference between hell and heaven."

"Speaking of it, some people say that Mr. Lin Gray signed a contract with the devil in order to make himself more beautiful and make countless people fall in love with him. Because Mr. Dorian Gray believes in his own charm, someone will be with this The gentleman made a bet that there would be someone in the world who would make Mr. Dorian Gray feel frustrated, make his charms useless, and make him understand that not everyone in the world can be seduced by him."

"If the man who bet with Mr. Dorian Gray had seen Jo, he would have chosen her."

Mr. Darcy frowned and said angrily, "It's not something a gentleman should do to bet on Joe!"

Mr. Bingley: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. What I mean is, I believe in Joe, she will definitely defeat the devil."

Mr. Darcy: "... What strange book have you read recently?"

Could it be a children's storybook?

[Children's books are delicate, but how old are you now! ] The system quietly complained in George's mind.

Neither Darcy nor Bingley noticed that the door of the study was not closed, and that George Wickham was leaning against the wall of the door, listening in silence.

George frowned, "Did you make a contract with the devil?"

System: [Master, if you fight the devil, who will win? 】

George put his hands behind his head and said casually: "I don't know, I just know that I will return it to the devil in the way of the devil."

"After all... I'm not a devil!"

The system shivered inexplicably.