[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Mr. Darcy wondered what George Wickham had become in Jo's mind.

Maybe in Qiao's heart, there is no concept of playboy or incompetent son.

Mr. Darcy touched his cuff, and said in a low voice: "Joe, do you have an impression of George...well, there are some problems?"

Joe nodded solemnly, "Mr. Darcy, you are right, George is much better than what I said."

System: [Who can speak ill of himself. 】

Mr. Darcy: "...that's not what I meant."

He has never been so helpless.

After thinking about it, he still couldn't help being a "bad guy" in Joe's mind and telling her the truth.

"Based on what I have seen, known and heard, I think that Mr. George Wickham is not a noble person, and it can even be said too much. He saw a glimmer of light in him, and he didn't show his ability."

"When he was at Pemberley Manor, with his tutors, I'm talking about the time when my father was away, those teachers would respond to me and say that Mr. Wickham was very difficult to discipline."

Mr. Darcy said with difficulty: "However, when my father is around, he will perform extremely well."

"After that, he couldn't get a teaching job, and he couldn't study law. My father didn't arrange for him to work in the manor because he was really not qualified for the job."

"He is restless, and his preferences are always changing. Over the years, the only thing he has persisted in is probably gambling and..."

... cheated money.

Mr. Darcy paused, concealed this paragraph, and continued: "But even his favorite gambling, he is not good at it, because he always loses more and wins less."

System: [Mr. Darcy, stop talking, the one standing in front of you is George Wickham himself. 】

[You are no longer looking for the parents, but speaking ill of her in front of her. 】

Mr. Darcy looked deeply at Joe, "I know that if I say these things, it may make you sad, but my conscience does not allow me to hide these things from you."

"Even if Mr. Wickham has done a lot of wrong things, I must not allow myself to conceal these things, let you have a wrong perception of Mr. Wickham's ability, and thus let him die on the battlefield."

Mr. Darcy said seriously and frankly: "Joe, if you believe me, then let Mr. Wickham come back from the army. He can dawdle in the army. If he really wants to go to the battlefield, it is absolutely impossible. .”

Joe was silent for a moment.

Mr. Darcy was apprehensive.

He told himself that he could do everything for Joe, and if Joe didn't understand, and even blamed him and angered him, he would have no regrets.

However, he was even more afraid that Joe would take on everything by himself, whether it was Mr. Wickham's previous wrongdoing or his own concealment.

Jo looked up, and looked at Darcy with bright and calm eyes.

There was apology and pity in her eyes, "Mr. Darcy, I just found out today that my younger brother, Mr. George Wickham, turned out to be like this. He must have caused you a lot of trouble, but you Nothing was revealed."

"I suppose, if it hadn't happened, you might have kept it a secret from George Wickham all your life?"

Jo rose, lifted the hem of her skirt, and bowed to Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy rose at once.

"No, I didn't do anything, just..."

He looked at Joe, "... I would be very happy if I could help you."

Joe smiled slightly, "I'm very happy."

Mr. Darcy felt a burst of relief and joy, as if every pore in his body was opened.

Joe: "But it's not fair to you."

"Mr. Darcy, please let me make it up to you later, and I will do my best to make it up to you."

Mr. Darcy smiled, with warmth hidden in his smoky eyes, "Joe, if you want to make it up to me, please allow me one thing."

Joe nodded directly.

Mr. Darcy was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly, "Did you agree directly?"

Joe said bluntly: "Because I know that Mr. Darcy will not deliberately make a request to embarrass me. You are a real gentleman."

Mr. Darcy's cheeks burned.

No matter who said this sentence, Joe's final words did not move him so much.

He really has nothing to do with Joe.

She always said these words that she didn't mean to, but made him listen to the tossing and turning words.

Mr. Darcy lowered his eyes and said: "This is not acceptable, honorable Miss Wickham, if you let me know that you think so, I can't help but make a request to embarrass you."

He said in a very soft voice, "Joe, don't think so well of me."

Qiao smiled, "Mr. Darcy, it's not that I think you are so good, but that you are so good in the first place."

"I have always felt that being able to meet you in this world is my greatest luck."

Joe pressed his hands on the cross pendant on his chest, "Thank God for allowing me to meet you."

Mr. Darcy pressed the table and turned around suddenly.

He pinched his waist with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other.

The waistcoat on his body was stretched tightly to reveal his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the fabric of his trousers was stretched tight at the hips, where the fabric edged against the corner of the table.

"Cough!" He coughed uncomfortably, and the tips of his ears were red.

Mr. Darcy turned his back to Jo, and said in a low voice: "My request is...beautiful Miss Wickham, may I ask your permission to call your name all the time?"

The system nervously said: [Promise him!promise him!promise him! 】

Joe was speechless for a while, and said to the system: "He is getting my permission, why are you excited?"

System: [Ah, I don't know, but I'm so nervous that I'm about to pass out. 】

Joe: "It's not like he hasn't called me by my name before."

System: [Master, you don’t understand. He used to blurt out your name because he couldn’t help it, but now he wants your permission out of genuine affection. Ah, my God, human beings are too good at it! 】

Joe said helplessly: "I also think that Mr. Darcy is very good at it. His emotions are always changing in front of me, making me feel like I am eating a buffet. There are many flavors of energy for me to choose from."

system:【……】

Sure enough, the master was still the one who didn't understand the style.

Joe said briskly to Mr. Darcy: "Of course, as long as you call me, no matter what you call me, I will come to you immediately."

...harvest your energy.

System: [... You are really normative. 】

The master is so good at fishing, what can Mr. Darcy do?

Mr. Darcy coughed again hastily, "No, that's fine."

Mr. Darcy regained his composure, then turned, and resumed his conversation with Jo about George Wickham.

"In that case, how about we go to the barracks tomorrow and bring Mr. George Wickham out?"

Joe shook his head.

Mr. Darcy looked puzzled.

Joe said: "Mr. Darcy, I love my brother, but I don't want him to be a flower in the glass room. I want to protect him, but I can't protect him from the wind and rain for the rest of my life. He has to learn to do it himself." decision, and I end up with his decision."

Joe: "Let's go together and ask George Wickham if he wants to stay."

Mr. Darcy said helplessly: "I can already guess Mr. George Wickham's answer."

That bastard will leave the barracks impatiently. He loves money, but he also cherishes his life.

Mr. Darcy nodded and said, "Then do as you said."

……

Early next morning, after breakfast, Lydia Bennet, who was almost in good health, arranged her clothes, and was ready to set off with Jo and Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy stared at Mr. Lydia Bennett for a while, and said slowly: "Mr. Bennett's body hasn't recovered yet, right? Why don't you rest for a while?"

Lydia looked at Joe and said with a smile on her face, "I'm almost recovered. Didn't I agree to see Mr. Wickham? I've forgiven him, but I still want to tell Wickham A word to Mr. M, and tell him not to trouble his sister, Miss Wickham."

Mr. Darcy: "..."

Everyone knew what Lydia Bennet was up to.

Only Joe showed an ignorant and joyful smile, "Great, thank you for forgiving George Wickham, you are such a tolerant gentleman."

Lydia turned her face up and showed a big smile, which couldn't close her mouth.

Mr. Darcy thought sadly: So in Joe's place, the compliment of "gentleman" can be given by everyone.

Mr. Darcy: "Mr. Bennett, if you are unwell, I will have the carriage take you back."

Lydia opened her arms, "Look, how healthy I am is all thanks to Miss Wickham. Miss Wickham has taken care of me all night."

The system said quietly: [You can put it down, you woke up in the middle of the night, what is this called a night. 】

Mr. Darcy frowned at Lydia's rude behavior, but said nothing more.

Because Lydia insisted on getting into the car, Mr. Darcy had to take Joe with him to the barracks.

Lydia happily "twittered" in the car, as if she wanted to express herself in front of Joe, but accidentally went too far, making herself look like a chihuahua jumping up and down.

Mr. Darcy looked sideways out of the carriage, frowning slightly.

Because of Lydia Bennett's rude words and deeds, he now doesn't have a good impression of the Bennett family.

When the carriage passed the university city, Lydia immediately said: "My brother is studying here, he is a nerd."

"It's a good thing to like reading." Joe replied with a smile.

Lydia spoke upside down and would always jump from one topic to another according to her own interest, but Joe would always reply to him patiently, with the same gentle expression on her face.

Lydia Bennet rested her forehead against the glass, and gazed at Jo unblinkingly.

He confirmed again——

Joe is an angel!

When Mingming was at home, even his father, mother, and even brothers didn't have the patience to listen to him say such nonsense.

Only Joe will listen to him patiently, and only Joe will communicate with him wholeheartedly.

How lucky he was to meet her and be saved by her.

Miss Jo Wickham was the one for him.

He should have sent his brothers to see the fine Miss Wickham.

At home, his brothers used to tell him that he was so loud that no lady would be able to stand him in the future.

He wants to let his brothers know that there is a noble lady who can fully accept herself without the slightest dislike.

Lydia stared blankly at Joe, and suddenly said, "Miss Wickham, would you like to visit my family with me?"

Mr. Darcy recovered quickly and looked at Lydia warily.