[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

While Mr. Darcy couldn't help thinking about it, Joe turned around and walked towards the castle without any hesitation.

Mr. Darcy followed her, looking at the grass and fallen flowers on her gown.

Those grass clippings and fallen flowers also became very cute when they fell on her body.

Her loose long hair swayed with her movements, rubbing against the robe.

He quietly recorded the voice, breath and picture that belonged to her in his mind.

He wanted to remember this scene unknowingly, but his hand seemed to have its own consciousness. When he realized it, his hand had already lightly touched Qiao's silky long hair.

A slightly cool and moist touch remains on the fingertips.

The dew along the way completely wet her hair.

With two slender fingers, he gently pinched the little flower that fell on her hair between his fingertips.

Joe looked back puzzled.

Mr. Darcy immediately took the little flower nervously into his palm.

"Cough," he clenched his fist and coughed a few times against his mouth, "your hair is already wet with dew, please dry it first and see George again."

He couldn't wait for Joe to say yes, so he sent a servant to bring towels.

Joe smiled and said, "Mr. Darcy is still thoughtful."

Mr. Darcy couldn't help saying; "Don't be so alienated from me."

Qiao was slightly startled, his eyes deviated, and he turned to the window beside him.

She stared out the window in a daze.

Mr. Darcy followed her gaze and saw the familiar rose trellis.

His heart was instantly tightened by rose thorns.

Joe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I am not alienated, this is the distance that our souls should exist."

"Don't be too persistent, too persistent will hurt you."

Joe looked down to his chest, "Sir, your heart is crying, don't let it cry any more."

Mr. Darcy smiled bitterly, "Joe, there are some things that I can't forget if I want to, and my heart is not always under my control."

The system suddenly said: [It's over, Mr. Darcy has been deeply poisoned. 】

Joe: "Actually, don't look at it, don't think about it, it will be easy to forget, take down the flower stand."

Mr. Darcy: "The flower stand in the garden is easy to remove, but the flower stand in my memory can never be removed."

Joe raised his head, "Mr. Darcy, if you need help, I'm willing to help you as much as I can."

Mr. Darcy smiled helplessly, his smoky eyes sparkled faintly, "Miss Wickham, the only thing I need your help with is something you can't do now."

Because, he only needs her to love him.

Qiao lowered his eyes: "Sorry, God will bless you."

Mr. Darcy wanted to laugh, but couldn't help the pain.

If he didn't know Jo's character, he would really think she did it on purpose.

Playing with a gentleman's heart... Joe would never do such a thing.

system:【……】

……

Jo Wickham borrowed a room to dry his hair.

While she was sitting in front of the dresser combing her hair, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Outside the door is Mr. Darcy holding a box in one hand.

Mr. Darcy looked up at Joe who opened the door, "Is your hair not tied up? This hair tie can be used for you."

He casually handed the box in his hand to Joe, as if the contents of the box were just ordinary hair ties.

Jo opened the box, and inside was a beautiful black lace headband with a bright ruby ​​set in it.

System: [Wow, so flashy, so big. 】

Joe snapped the box shut and pushed it back.

Mr. Darcy pursed his lips, "Joe, don't you care about these extraneous things?"

Joe: "Mr. Darcy, this kind of thing should not appear in me."

Mr. Darcy stared at Joe's fair and beautiful face, "Joe, take it, at least when you need it, turn this thing into money, into food, and help more deserving people."

From Mr. Darcy's point of view, there was no way to refuse Mr. Darcy's words.

Mr. Darcy continued: "Please take this as my heart. I have many gems, but I don't think there is a gem here that is more valuable than the gem on your body, Joe. The gem is in you. Only then can we play a greater role.”

Joe smiled and said, "How can I refuse when you say such a thing?"

As if he had won the victory, Mr. Darcy couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and there was also a charming temperature in his eyes.

He stepped forward and asked softly, "Mind if I tie it up for you?"

Joe turned around, bowing his head slightly.

Mr. Darcy picked up her long black hair. Under the long hair was her white and curved neck. There was a slightly wet strand of hair stuck to the back of her neck and stuck into her neckline.

Black and white intertwined...

He hastily looked away, and conscientiously tied her hair with a ruby ​​headband.

The black lace blends into the black hair, only the ruby ​​is so conspicuous like a rose hidden in the hair.

"Okay," he avoided her eyes, "I'll take you to George right now."

Joe turned around, raised his hand and touched the hair tie, "Do you really mind if I exchange this for money?"

Mr. Darcy sighed in his heart that Joe really didn't understand the style, and it was pure white.

He turned around and said affirmatively: "I don't mind, Joe, as long as it can help you."

"I don't want you to accidentally fall into some trap when you need money and have nowhere to turn. In this world, there are always people who plan on beautiful ladies. This gem is dispensable to me, but to you But it may help you when it is important."

He glanced at the headband on Joe's head, and his smoky eyes were full of smiles.

Joe also gained a lot of emotional energy.

……

There was a knock on George Darcy's door, and a hoarse voice came—

"Please come in."

Jo went into George Darcy's room, and found him lying in bed, pale, with black eyes.

Joe stepped forward in surprise, "Mr. George Darcy, are you all right?"

George Darcy was ashamed to see Joe.

He hid half of his face under the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes outside the quilt.

He muffled: "I'm fine, Jo...Miss Wickham."

Joe: "I've heard some of what George Wickham did."

George Darcy panicked for a moment.

He sat up straight suddenly, "No, Miss Wickham, it's not like this, you listen to my explanation..."

Joe looked puzzled, "Explanation?"

Things don't seem right?

George Darcy looked at Mr Darcy.

Mr. Darcy shook his head silently.

Qiao suddenly said: "I always feel like you guys are hiding something from me."

She turned to look at Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy couldn't help showing a smile when he saw her staring eyes.

"Joe, it's really nothing, it's just a kid's joke, and George just cried under the quilt because he couldn't get angry for a while, don't worry."

Joe looked at George Darcy again, "Sir, what did Wickham lie to you? How did he deceive you? Can you tell me?"

George Darcy groaned in his heart.

How can he say this kind of thing?

Fortunately, my brother made a sample for him before.

George Darcy faltered and said: "It's him... who said he was going to the army. The road was bumpy. He would walk for several months and needed travel expenses. But he had no money, so he wanted to borrow money from me. Some, and I don’t have anything to spend money on, so I gave him the money and everything of value.”

When George Darcy received Mr. Darcy's approving gaze, he immediately straightened his back, "Well, that's it, I gave him everything on my own initiative, and blame me for being too stupid and self-indulgent..."

He looked at Qiao's gentle and concerned face, and couldn't help the tears from falling down.

However, it is necessary to hide this matter.

While weeping, he held his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "...I thought we were good brothers because I was so affectionate. Woohoo, I thought we were good brothers..."

Mr. Darcy opened his eyes and said nonsense: "You see, there is nothing serious at all, you don't have to worry so much."

"Children are just making friends. There are inevitably some contradictions. It's just that Mr. Wickham has gone too far this time, and George Darcy can't tell the difference."

Joe exhaled, as if relieved at last.

"Is that so? Wickham is too much. I will discipline him when I see him."

System: [All of you know the truth, but you are all acting here! 】

Jo took out her handkerchief, and lightly rubbed the corners of George Darcy's eyes.

George Darcy froze.

Joe laughed and said, "If Mr. George Darcy really wants to make friends, what do you think of me? Can I be Mr. George Darcy's sister?"

George Darcy held her hand that was wiping her tears, and his mouth shrunk, crying even worse.

"Woooo..."

He can't stand this grievance!

System: [Good guy, is this what lovers eventually become siblings? 】

Qiao was stunned, "Huh? If you don't want to, don't think about it. Don't cry."

Mr. Darcy stepped forward and put George Darcy on the shoulder.

Joe stepped aside and said with a smile, "I just wanted Mr. George Darcy to be happy, but I didn't expect to do something wrong."

Mr. Darcy: "No, it has nothing to do with you..."

George Darcy cried, "That's not it!"

Under Mr. Darcy's urging gaze, George Darcy clutched his heart, and pursed his mouth.

He pressed his heart and cried out, "Sister... sister!"

"I... I'm just so excited."

He lifted the quilt, hid himself in the quilt and burst into tears.

While crying, he raised his voice and explained, "I...I'm too shy now!"

woohoo...

System: [Ah, this is really a fucking world. 】

Joe showed a look of not seeing it through at all, and nodded slightly, "So that's the case, Mr. George Darcy is not as depressed as he was just now."

System: [Yes, he is no longer depressed, but despair instead. 】

Mr. Darcy coughed a few times, "You heard it just now. George Darcy wanted to do this. This is the tuition he paid for his credulity. You don't have to return this box of gems anymore. .”

Joe shook his head, "This is yours after all."

Mr. Darcy: "But this is a grievance between the two of them, and it should not be repaid by you. That's all right. I accept this box of gems, but pay back Mr. Evan's money for you, so this is also regarded as the return of this item." How is things evened out?"

"After all, you are going to the seminary to study, so you shouldn't bother with these things anymore."

Joe agreed to Mr. Darcy's proposal.

The system couldn't help but sigh with emotion: [As a result, this is a world where only George Darcy is injured. 】

……

Mr. Darcy, seeing Jo off, asked when she was leaving for the seminary.

Joe smiled and said, "Probably recently."

Mr. Darcy: "The seminary is near the capital, where the consumption is high, if you need it."

Joe: "I don't have much need for money. I don't care about food or clothes."

She smiled and talked about her past experience, "I went to the countryside to spread the gospel, and I miscalculated the distance, so I didn't bring enough food. I didn't eat all day and I didn't feel hungry. I just felt that the world was more beautiful, and the sky became colorful. , keep spinning, this is probably the kingdom of gods."

Mr. Darcy: "..."

You are obviously hungry, right? !

Mr. Darcy grew more apprehensive.

"Then how do you set off? The journey to the capital is relatively long. If you want to be more comfortable, you'd better take a carriage."

Joe: "Mr. Evan is just going to the capital, and he is willing to give me a ride."

Mr. Darcy didn't want to hear the name, but he couldn't feel relieved when he heard the name.

Mr. Darcy thought about it: "There are some businesses in the capital that I haven't dealt with yet, and I have to go there soon, why don't you take my carriage?"

Joe: "Thank you Mr. Darcy for your kindness, but I have already made an appointment with Mr. Evan."

Seeing that he couldn't shake Joe's heart, Mr. Darcy turned to say: "Why don't I discuss it with Mr. Evan, and we will go on the road together, so that we can have a care, and the road will be safer."

"Well... I'm going to tell Mr. Evan about it." Mr. Darcy said.

He still has a lot to say to Mr. Evan.

……

Here Joe is going to the capital, while George is already on his way to the capital.

He seemed to feel something on the way, and after getting off the car, he took the initiative to touch porcelain on the side of the road... Ah, no, he took a carriage carrying goods.

There was a handsome young man in the carriage who was trying to make love to the coachman's daughter, but his way of making love was very clumsy and his words had an obvious accent.

The coachman's daughter turned her head impatiently, rolled her eyes, and met George Wickham's curious gaze.

The coachman's daughter was startled and accidentally fell off the carriage.

George Wickham immediately stepped forward, stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist with a smile, and caught her firmly.

He bowed slightly, "Hello, beautiful girl, may I ask you to give me a ride?"

The frivolous and clumsy teenager immediately stood up and stared at him unkindly, which was a kind of silent confrontation among "playboys".

George Wickham smiled sassyly and waved, "I'm George Wickham. Nice to meet you, sir."

The boy pursed his lips, his face full of displeasure, "My name is Bennett."