[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

George Wickham!

As soon as Mr. Darcy heard the name, his conditioned reflex began to give him a headache.

Mr. Darcy stared at Lydia Bennett, and confirmed: "I seem to have heard a familiar name just now, George Wickham, is that the name you said?"

Lydia Bennett froze for a moment, "You know him!"

He almost broke his voice.

A burst of panic suddenly appeared in Lydia's heart.

Oh my god, wouldn't he bump back into this guy's hand again?Are these people with that bastard George Wickham?

Lydia Bennett looked at Jo in disbelief, feeling cheated.

Qiao comforted: "Don't panic, we are here to help you."

Mr. Darcy glanced at Jo, and sighed inwardly.

I hope Joe won't be too sad when he finds out about what George did.

Mr. Darcy said to Lydia: "We know Mr. George Wickham, and this Miss Wickham is the sister of that Mr. George Wickham."

It’s over.

Lydia Bennett's heart was completely cold.

Mr. Darcy immediately said: "However, Miss Wickham is an upright and kind person. She will never shield her brother because of his bad deeds. You can safely tell what you know. .”

Joe nodded and said in a low voice, "Have you been bullied by George Wickham? If so, you can tell me, and I will apologize to you on his behalf and try my best to make it up to you."

Lydia Bennett looked at the two of them, he hesitated for a while, but agreed.

After all, Joe Wickham was the only one who had come to his rescue after hearing his cries for help in all his time here.

Moreover, she was born so good-looking, so she shouldn't be a bad person.

From the bottom of her heart, Lydia was unwilling to accept the speculation that Joe might be a bad person. After all, she was the only ray of light he saw in this dark predicament.

Lydia Bennett told how she ran away from home, met George Wickham on the road, and was tricked by George Wickham into this shoe shop.

The more Mr. Darcy listened, the more serious he looked.

The more Joe listened, the more ashamed his expression became.

After Lydia finished speaking, Joe bowed his head and saluted, "I'm sorry, George did too much, and I will try my best to make it up to you."

Lydia coughed, "It's not Miss Wickham's fault, and besides, I haven't suffered much."

Mr. Darcy: "..."

He glanced at the wound on Lydia's neck. The young man didn't look very serious. When he saw Joe's beauty, he opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

Joe shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'll take you away right away."

Joe wants to go to the boss to discuss this matter.

Mr. Darcy stopped him: "Let me go."

Joe wanted to speak, but the owner of the shoe shop on the side said with a very understanding look: "Oh, so that's what happened, you see, I was also cheated, I gave that beautiful man a pound Woolen cloth."

Lydia wiped the muddy water from her face, and couldn't help adding, "He also took the last three shillings I had in my pocket at that time."

Mr. Darcy was heartbroken for a moment.

George Wickham, are you human?How dare you cheat even one pound and three shillings?

He is really not "picky eater" at all. When he meets fat sheep, he cheats more;

Mr. Darcy could hardly help laughing.

However, Joe beside her was worried: "Why did he become like this? Did he also encounter some danger and urgently need money to do such a thing?"

Mr. Darcy thought to himself: He has done this kind of thing many times, but he didn't let you know.

It was also because of his covering up in many ways that Joe still felt that George Wickham was a good man.

Mr. Darcy could not help wondering whether he had done something wrong, whether he should not have covered George Wickham in the first place, and that had made him more and more unscrupulous.

Mr. Darcy looked at poor Mr. Bennet, and said, "Let's talk in another place. At least, let Mr. Bennet eat something and take a bath."

Joe worried: "Mr. Bennett, can you still go by yourself?"

She reached out to hold his arm, not caring that the muddy water on his body would rub against her clothes.

It was the first time Lydia Bennett had seen such a lady.

The noble ladies he saw were all like his mother, who cared more about the lace on their clothes and skirts, and would never touch someone like him who had just rolled in muddy water.

Lydia Bennett couldn't help saying with emotion: "Miss Wickham, you are the kindest lady I have ever met."

Qiao said helplessly: "Don't say that, have you met some excellent ladies? There are always more kind and excellent people than me in this world."

Lydia stared blankly at Joe's appearance, "You are too modest. I thought your appearance was beautiful enough, but I didn't expect your heart to be even more beautiful."

Joe: "Mr. Bennett, let's get into the carriage first."

Mr. Darcy frowned, handed the money in his hand to the owner of the shoe shop, and helped Lydia to the carriage first.

"Miss Wickham, Mr. Bennet is a bit heavy, let me do it."

With a violent tug he tore Lydia from Joe.

However, Lydia was like a little chick thrown out of the nest, and kept looking back for Joe.

Mr. Darcy stuffed him quickly into the car.

Mr. Evan in the carriage was startled by the clay figurine that suddenly barged in, and immediately shouted: "Whoever put the beggar on the side of the road in, drive him out!"

He said he was going to kick Lydia.

"Wait! Mr. Evan, Mr. Bennett is a gentleman." Joe hurriedly shouted outside the carriage.

Mr. Evan's movements paused, and he couldn't believe it: "Then why did he make such a ghostly look?"

Lydia wiped her face, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't mention it, damn Wickham..."

He glanced at Joe who got into the car, and didn't continue talking.

Joe gave Evan an apologetic smile, "This is all done by my brother, I need to deal with the follow-up matters."

When Jo mentioned her brother George Wickham, Mr. Irving's eyes hurt badly.

He touched his eyes subconsciously, only to realize that his wound had healed long ago, but the trauma brought to him by George Wickham could not be easily eliminated.

Mr. Evan said with a look of disgust: "It's him, I don't know why, no matter what he does, I don't seem too surprised."

Joe lowered his eyes, "It's my fault."

Mr. Evan froze for a moment, and immediately sat up reflexively, "No, no, no, I didn't mean to blame you, you and George are not bound together, don't always admit his mistakes for him, ah, forget it, forget it Anyway, I won't pursue the matter of him beating me, and I won't bring it up again in the future, okay?"

But the lonely expression on Joe's face did not diminish by half.

Mr. Darcy got in last, and was taken aback when he saw Jo sitting next to Lydia.

"Why are you sitting there?"

Mr. Evan hurriedly said: "Yes, come over to my side quickly, it's dirty and smelly over there."

Qiao thoughtfully said: "My clothes are already dirty, it's better not to touch the clothes of the two gentlemen."

Mr. Darcy: "I don't mind."

Joe looked up at him, his eyes sparkled, and he smiled slowly, "Thank you, Mr. Darcy, for your help."

Mr. Darcy sighed in his heart, and couldn't refuse her gaze at all.

He had to sit down next to Mr. Evan.

Mr. Evan gave a "tsk" and moved away from Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Evan wondered what happened to Lydia.

Lydia then confessed that she had been deceived by George Wickham.

Mr. Evan pressed his eyelids, looking like he had a headache.

Mr. Darcy glanced at him, not knowing why, and he was not at all surprised at his reaction.

Joe whispered: "I'm sorry, George has caused trouble to everyone. I will find him and ask him to apologize to Mr. Bennett."

Lydia, who was finally out of trouble, looked at Joe's face and coughed pretendingly, "It's not too much trouble, in fact, it's okay, and I will forgive him for Miss Wickham's sake, after all , I was rescued by Miss Wickham with great difficulty? Is it worth it?"

The system said quietly: [The money was paid by Mr. Darcy, the carriage belonged to Mr. Darcy, and even the house to go to belong to Mr. Darcy, but this Mr. Bennett only recognizes you. 】

Co-author Mr. Darcy in vain?

Qiao raised her eyes and said gratefully to Lydia: "You are really a magnanimous person."

Lydia had a happy face.

Mr. Darcy said: "Mr. Wickham should be in the barracks now, let me go and find him."

Qiao Wen said: "I shouldn't bother you anymore."

Mr. Darcy's voice softened, "I'm really troubled if you don't ask me for help."

"Oh!"

A loud noise broke the conversation of the three.

Mr. Evan put his leg down, and said with a half smile: "I'm sorry, I accidentally kicked the table when I lifted my leg just now."

Mr. Darcy glanced at him, "Be careful, Mr. Evan."

Mr. Evan smirked: "Mr. Darcy should be more careful."

Joe looked at the two ignorantly, then turned to Lydia and said, "Mr. Bennett should also be careful."

Mr. Darcy: "..."

Mr. Evan: "..."

Lydia was looking at Joe's face and was distracted. She didn't hear what she said at all. Seeing that she was facing her, she couldn't help nodding, "Yes, yes, Miss Wickham is right."

……

Although Lydia Bennett looked very lively in the carriage, when the carriage arrived at Mr. Darcy's private residence, he began to tremble all over.

After he cleaned himself up and changed his clothes, his whole body was already in high fever and his consciousness was in a daze.

During his coma, Lydia vaguely felt that someone was going to cut him with a knife, and he struggled to get up.

However, the limbs seemed to be pressed by heavy chains, and it was impossible to break free.

help... help...

He felt that he was trying to make a sound, but his ears did not hear his own voice.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of him, and the figure that blocked the light stopped the person who wanted to cut him.

His hand was also held by a hand that was cooler than his body temperature.

He sniffed and fell asleep peacefully.

Lydia clenched one hand on the side of the bed, so he could only use the other hand to place the wet towel on Lydia's forehead.

Mr. Darcy disapproved: "There are servants serving him here, you'd better go back to your room."

Joe smiled bitterly: "This is George's mistake, I hope I can repay him some."

Mr. Darcy felt sorry for her, but there was nothing he could do.

"George Wickham is really too much, you..."

He couldn't bear to go on.

What's wrong with Joe?

She has always been kind and gentle. She was not loved by her father. She grew up in a church environment and had little contact with George. How could she blame Joe for the mistakes George made?

Could it be that George was bad because Joe was too kind to him?

There is no such reason!

He would have liked to help Jo share some of her burden if he could.

So let's start with George.

Mr. Darcy made up his mind to participate in this matter, so he said softly: "Whatever Mr. Wickham does has nothing to do with you, Joe, don't blame yourself."

Joe smiled softly, "Thank you, Mr. Darcy."

She kept calling him "Mr. Darcy", but he often forgot the etiquette of adults, and called her "Joe" as recklessly as he did when he was a child.

Mr. Darcy said: "I will take it upon myself to teach George Wickham."

Mr. Darcy looked at Jo. "May I, Joe?"

As if he didn't understand his euphemistic hint, Joe smiled and said, "Of course you can, Mr. Darcy, you are like his elder."

Mr. Darcy: "..."

His heart suddenly ached, and he even faintly felt a grievance.

Did Joe think he was old?