[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Joe, Mr. Darcy, Mr. Evan and his party headed for the capital slowly at the speed of sightseeing.

By the time they arrived in the capital, a week had passed.

System: [The time you have grasped is really just right. 】

Qiao lifted the curtain of the car, took a look outside, and asked, "Why did you come into the city?"

Mr. Darcy said softly: "We have trekked here, take a good rest first, and then go to the seminary."

Mr. Evan agreed with Mr. Darcy's words in a rare way, "Well, this arrangement is very good."

He said to Qiao again: "You don't have to be too serious, just pretend at the seminary, let me tell you..."

He almost slipped his tongue, glanced at Mr. Darcy quickly, and said vaguely, "I'll help you if you get things done."

Joe smiled and shook his head, "Even if you don't tell me, I'm willing to help you."

Mr. Evan felt very comfortable, and his mood improved, "I have a house in the city, why don't you go to my place?"

In contrast, Mr. Darcy's mood is not so wonderful.

He is very clear that Mr. Evan and Joe are hiding something from him. Joe is not good at lying. If he asks her, she will definitely feel embarrassed because she wants to keep Mr. Evan a secret. It seems that only on Mr. Evan's side Let's do it.

Mr. Darcy said: "My house is in front of the road the carriage is driving on. I have already written to the servants to ask them to clean it up. You can stay here tonight."

He looked at Mr. Evan and raised his head slightly, "It just so happens that I also have some things I want to ask Mr. Evan."

Mr. Evan: "I have nothing to say to you."

Mr. Evan glanced at Joe, "Okay, just one night."

The two looked at each other, were polite to each other, and gave a half-hearted smile.

Joe looked out the window, and suddenly said "Hey", "Stop!"

The two immediately looked away.

"Joe?"

"what happened?"

When the driver heard the order from inside the car, he immediately grabbed the reins.

Jo opened the door, and before the carriage stopped, she jumped out of the carriage gracefully, her robe fluttering in the wind like a banner.

At this moment in the capital city, the sky was pitch black, the surroundings were filled with thick fog, and the ground was even more muddy. Nobody of high status wanted to live and live in the city, let alone set foot on such ground.

When Joe jumped out of the carriage and stepped into the mud, she didn't hesitate at all. Her boots were soon stained with mud, and the splashed mud water even turned into spots on the corners of her robe.

Mr. Evan leaned forward and said, "What's the matter? Did something happen? Hey, why did you jump down? There's mud here, my God, how could you jump down!"

Mr. Darcy held down Mr. Evan and pushed him back into the seat.

Mr. Darcy said coldly: "Since you won't get out of the car, don't block the door."

"What?" Mr. Evan's eyes widened suddenly, "Fitzwilliam, don't you want to..."

Before he could finish, Mr. Darcy's expensive calfskin boots were sinking in the mud.

Mr. Evan wondered whether he should also get out of the car, but he made several preparations, but was still defeated by the smelly and muddy ground.

After Mr. Darcy got out of the carriage, he locked the direction of Joe at a glance.

Joe was holding up the hem of her skirt and running towards the door of a shoe store.

At this time, at the door of the shoe store, a big man was carrying a young man into the shop, but the young man struggled to get out.

"Help, help!" The boy struggled desperately.

Although he was dressed in shabby clothes, and his face was stained with mud and oil, but when he looked up, he could still see his fair skin and good appearance.

From the color of this boy's skin, it can be seen that he is not the kind of person who needs to work for a living. He seems to have received good support, and his family must be quite rich. If this is the case, why is he dressed like a shoemaker? ?

Mr. Darcy frowned.

The boy who was arguing with the owner of the shoe store in front of him was none other than Lydia Bennett, the "good brother" who was betrayed by George.

Since he worked in the shoe store, he has planned to escape many times, but every time he was discovered by the boss.

A few times ago, after he was captured by the boss, he would be locked in a small dark room and not given him food.

But even so, Lydia kept planning and running out.

This place is really horrible. Dozens of small workers sleep on a big bunk, wearing tattered clothes, and they are not allowed to take a bath. The food is even rougher, and sometimes the food is even rotten.

Lydia couldn't stand such a day!

However, when he was caught fleeing last time, the boss beat him hard and beat him hard.

Lydia burst into tears.

He grew up so big, his father had never beaten him, but he was beaten by such a shoe store owner.

"Do you know who I am!" He yelled aggrieved and desperately.

The boss slapped Lydia on the face and spat, "I know your ancestors!"

Lydia despaired.

He asked for help from the customers in the store, the shoemakers who worked with him, and the passers-by on the street, but no one was willing to help him. They even informed the boss that he was going to flee.

Why are the people here so indifferent, why is the world here so miserable.

Lydia heard the boss say to him: "You stay here for me, and when your brother asks the noblewoman for money, he will naturally redeem you."

Lydia: "A noblewoman?"

The boss snorted softly, "Those widowed countesses and marquises all like handsome young men like you. If you serve them well, you will naturally have whatever you want."

The boss said contemptuously: "Just because of that Dorian Gray, now we also know that a man's appearance is also a kind of wealth."

This was the first time Lydia heard such a statement.

He covered his face and couldn't help thinking: Is this the only way he can escape?

If... If you can help him escape from here, it's not impossible for him.

But when he saw the ugly face of a noble lady who favored him in the shop, he immediately retreated again.

No, you can't, at least you have to look better, even if you don't look good, you have to be pleasing to the eye.

The wound on Lydia's body kept recurring because there was no medicine to treat it, and when the wound rubbed against the rough clothes, it would be hot and painful.

The days in the shoe store were still busy, but after the first days, he actually slowly endured it.

He even learned how to blend in with this group of children, how to quickly grab what he wanted to eat at the table, and how to occupy a favorable sleeping position.

It was horrible, and he didn't want to adjust to this life.

This is the last chance.

Lydia looked at the world outside the door and thought: If he still can't escape this time and can't find a pleasing female nobleman, he may really live in such a dark life for the rest of his life.

The sky is dark... This is too scary.

Taking advantage of the time when the boss turned his head to look for shoes, he lowered his head and rushed out without hesitation.

Tragically, he did get caught again.

Lydia cried out for help, but he knew that no one came to save him.

He accepted his fate, accepted his fate, even if an ugly monster falls down now, as long as he can save him, he is willing to go with her!

"Help……"

Please someone to save him.

His whole body was pressed into the mud by the boss, and his nose and mouth were filled with stinking mud.

He regretted running away from home, regretted trusting others, and regretted his vanity and arrogance all the time.

If he hadn't seen the militiamen's clothes look good and they had a good face in front of others, why would he have run away from home alone and traveled thousands of miles to the capital to see if he had a chance to join the army?

His tears melted into the mud.

Just when Lydia thought that he would be accompanied by mud and water in this life, a voice came to his ears, like the sound of the sound of heaven——

"stop!"

Lydia, who was being pinned tightly, and the boss who was pinning him raised their heads at the same time, and then they were both stunned.

Lydia stared blankly at the woman standing in the muddy water. Behind her was a hazy sky light passing through the mist, which seemed to outline her whole body in a golden border.

"God, angel Gulu... Gulu..."

Bubbles appeared in the muddy water.

Joe took a step forward and said to the boss, "Stop it, you're drowning him!"

The boss was taken aback for a moment, and immediately recovered from being shocked by the beauty, and quickly let go of his hand.

The boss stood up and wiped his muddy hands on the apron embarrassingly, "This, this..."

He glanced at Joe's clothes, and then at the stately carriage behind Joe.

He immediately nodded and bowed his head and said, "My honorable lady, what are your orders?"

Joe shook his head, "Please don't call me that."

She squatted down and helped Lydia who was still lying in the muddy water up.

Lydia didn't know whether it was because of the muddy water poured into her head, or because of lack of oxygen, her head became dizzy for a while.

He felt dizzy that his head was supported by a pair of gentle hands, which cleaned the muddy water from his face.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the angel's hand with difficulty.

His eyelashes trembled, "Sister Angel, please, please take me away."

Joe smiled helplessly, "I'm not an angel."

She lowered her head and moved closer, "Are you okay?"

The fog in front of Lydia's eyes gradually dissipated, and the face in front of her became clearer.

When he encountered a beautification attack at close range, he just felt that his whole body was not good.

Lydia asked in a daze, "Am I dead? Sister Angel, are you here to guide me to heaven?"

Joe touched his forehead, "No, Mr. Xiao, you are still in the world, and I am not an angel, I am just a mortal in the world."

Joe helped him sit up.

Lydia, however, held on tightly to the hem of her clothes, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Angel, no, even if it's not an angel, sister, take me away, you can do anything to me, I will do whatever you want me to do, I don't want to stay here anymore."

Joe touched his head and looked at the shoe store owner, "What's going on?"

The boss rubbed his hands together and said nervously: "Miss, don't get me wrong, I am in serious business, this man was brought to our shop by his brother, and said that he was asked to work with us. Although we don't pay wages, we do. Food and lodging are all included, how can a newcomer like him get paid without much experience? Not letting him pay tuition is considered taking care of him."

"But, it's nothing more than this kid is ungrateful to Dade, and he even wants to run away! Miss, don't listen to him, his brother has already said it, this kid is a fool, you can't believe what he says!"

Lydia clutched the hem of Joe's clothes as if holding a life-saving straw, and quickly retorted, "No, that's not the case, I'm not a fool, I'm fine, George Wickham is not my brother, I am I was cheated by him! He sold me here, I, I don't want to make shoes, my name is Lydia Bennett, and I am a gentleman!"

"What did you say?" asked Joe and Mr. Darcy, who had stepped forward, in unison.