[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Dorian Gray didn't seem to understand why Joe asked such a question.

He froze for a moment, stumbled and said, "Me? I'm fine?"

Joe frowned slightly, and looked at his hand with some disapproval.

hand?What happened to his hand?

Dorian Gray looked down and found that there was a large black spot on the back of his hand, as if he accidentally bumped into the bench when he was walking in the dark.

Strange, why didn't he feel any pain?

Dorian Gray didn't feel a little uncomfortable on the back of his hand until now.

wrong!

He stared sharply at the back of his hand.

No matter what kind of injury he suffered in the past, basically it would not show on his body. It was not until he saw his paintings that he realized that those injuries were reflected on his body in the paintings.

However, why has this injury not disappeared until now?Could it be that the devil gave him a warning?

Dorian Gray looked up sharply at Jo.

Joe asked in a low voice: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Dorian Gray: "What?"

Joe: "Because your eyes are asking me for help."

Dorian Gray had mixed feelings.

He couldn't help but said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Joe smiled, "If you want to tell me, I'm willing to listen, and if you don't want to, then I won't force it."

Dorian Gray shook his head. "You are a strange man."

"What if I say I saved you?"

Joe showed a bright and grateful smile, "Thank you, Mr. Gray, I know, you are a kind person."

Dorian Gray could hardly help laughing.

He stared into Joe's eyes with a dangerous look on his face, "What if I said, in fact, I locked you in?"

He wants to see Joe, who is like a "saint", show a different expression to him, be angry, annoyed, or hate him, although he doesn't know why he did this, but he has a vague feeling ...He wanted to be a different person in her heart and eyes.

However, Joe listened to his words and just nodded.

Dorian Gray: "Don't you want to talk about me?"

Joe asked him back: "Then do you have anything to say?"

Dorian Gray: "I'm helping you, can you believe me?"

Joe suddenly realized, "It turned out to be like this, thank you, Mr. Gray."

Dorian Gray inexplicably felt a pang of breath in his chest.

"Why do you believe everything I say? You look like this... Maybe I sold you directly, and you wouldn't even notice it?"

Joe watched Dorian Gray quietly, his eyes seemed to be talking, telling him, "It doesn't matter, I will accept all your emotions."

Dorian Gray sighed in his heart, "By the way, how do you feel about that man in the church?"

Joe wondered, "Which one?"

Dorian Gray: "Which one else, of course... wait!"

Dorian Gray was surprised: "Is there more than one man in the church?"

Joe nodded, "There are two gentlemen inside."

Dorian Gray was completely bewildered.

what 's wrong?

"Two...two?"

Could it be that George Wickham regretted it?

No, it's impossible for Joe not to recognize his younger brother, so his plan was disrupted?

Dorian Gray clasped his hands together, feeling a little uneasy.

Joe asked calmly: "Tell me something about the man I was locked with."

Dorian Gray hadn't recovered yet.

Joe went on: "Does Mr. Gray have anything of that gentleman's sister?"

Dorian Gray came back slowly.

He looked at Joe. "Do you know who he is? And who is his sister?"

Joe shook his head.

Dorian Gray: "He's..."

"Shh-"

Jo put a finger to Dorian Gray's lips.

She smiled softly and openly, "I don't care who he is, everyone in the world is the same in my eyes."

Dorian Gray stared down at her fingers on his lips.

Sure enough, it was something Joe Wickham could do.

When the other ladies saw him, they either wanted to strip him naked and roll him on the bed; or they thought he was some kind of scourge, and if they touched him a little, they seemed to be able to infect some kind of disease.

Dorian Gray whispered: "Will you believe me?"

Joe: "What you say is true, I believe it."

Dorian Gray sneered, "What is truth? Would you believe it if I, a man of disrepute, said that I never had anything from his sister?"

Qiao solemnly said: "I believe, I will be responsible for writing a letter to explain clearly to that gentleman."

Her seriousness at once attracted all Dorian Gray's attention.

Dorian Gray immediately said: "You'd better not do this, who would trust Dorian Gray? Miss Wickham's reputation will be ruined if she has anything to do with me."

He rested his cheek with one hand, with a dissolute expression, "Besides, I'm not innocent, because Nuo..."

He paused and did not say Friedrich North's name.

"...His arrogant aristocratic attitude really disgusted me. I didn't have any feelings for the young lady of their family. On the contrary, the young lady fell in love as soon as she saw me. girls, because they don't get together easily, they just give up their lives easily."

He moved back, with a silky self-loathing expression on his face, "Giving up your life for me? How stupid."

"That lady was taken away by her family, but I was relieved, but I didn't expect that gentleman to fight me for the dignity of the nobility."

Dorian Gray smiled viciously, "In a duel with me, he must die, for I have exchanged all I have for eternal youth and beauty."

"I spared his life with such good intentions, but he made an inch of it. I had no choice but to find an excuse to dismiss him. I didn't expect him to be fooled so easily."

Dorian Gray looked at Joe, "Miss Wickham, although I am full of lies and shameless, what I tell you is the truth."

He made up his mind, "I'm only true to you."

Joe had no doubts, "I see. I will explain it clearly to you, to that gentleman, and to everyone in the world. If there are other people who misunderstand you, you can tell me one by one."

Dorian Gray's lips moved, and he stared at her as if to call her stupid, but he couldn't.

The noble Miss Wickham is probably the only one who can run for Dorian Gray's little reputation without expecting anything in return.

He is indeed a person whose noble heart is coveted even by the devil!

Dorian Gray just didn't want her to save him, "No, what other people say is true, I'm such a rotten person."

He gave a low laugh and rubbed his wool rolls, "Miss Wickham, you don't have to waste your energy to save me, just let me rot in the mud."

"I think you must not have seen my true face. If you see my true face, you will regret it later."

Joe smiled and said, "I'm very happy to meet the real Mr. Gray. I will never regret it. I don't regret being truthful and honest."

Dorian Gray looked at Joe, who seemed to be sitting high in the clouds, and felt that his back seemed to be sliding down the back of the chair. His eyes were getting lower and lower, lying in the muddy water, looking at the cloud in the dirt. She is pure and flawless.

He whispered: "You don't know anything at all, you know that I actually..."

...Is it to harm you?

Joe took his hand and would stop his sinking tendency.

She smiled and said, "If I don't know, you can tell me."

"Mr. Gray, I'm sorry for taking the initiative to hold your hand tightly, because you seem to be asking me for help, and I will definitely not turn a blind eye to the struggling person in front of me."

"I don't know what Mr. Gray wants from me, but as long as I have it, Mr. Gray can take it away. If this can save Mr...."

She smiled relaxedly and calmly, "...it doesn't matter what I do."

Dorian Gray's eyes widened for a moment.

He had seen too many people who begged and begged him in front of him, and even finally collapsed and wailed, scolded him, and sobbed at him, but he had never seen such a gentle and kind person who was about to be dragged into the abyss.

His only bit of kindness could not bear to flaunt in his heart.

Dorian Gray said something softly.

Joe didn't catch it.

Dorian Gray increased his voice, "Miss Wickham, stay away from me, give me up, and don't come to my side again."

"I have the devil on my side, I want you to go down to the abyss, what I want is your soul!"

As he spoke, he held Joe tighter.

Dorian Gray came back to his senses, only to find that he had actually confessed his intentions.

Miss Wickham can't help but twitch her hands and walk away!

He speculated wryly in his heart.

However, the hand in his palm did not move.

A gentle voice filled his veins with sunlight—

"The devil? Then Mr. Gray must suffer."

Joe stooped and hugged Dorian Gray.

"Sorry, I came too late, don't be afraid, I will face it with you, Mr. Gray."

Trapped in her warm embrace, Dorian Gray was suddenly overwhelmed with many violent emotions.

Those emotions that he has been forcibly suppressing are like a volcano that can no longer be contained, rushing out in unison, flowing out of his throat, from his eyes, and from his nose.

"Well--"

He gritted his teeth and made a choking sound.

Joe gently stroked his soft hair as if comforting a child.

He was almost intoxicated in this warm embrace like a mother.

Joe's expression at this moment was extremely holy, with compassionate tenderness.

……

"Sorry, I was too rude just now."

Dorian Gray put the veil over his face, trying to hide his gaffe.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Your clothes are all dirty by me, I'll send you back...ah, I will secretly send you."

Joe: "It doesn't have to be like this. The clothes can still be worn after washing."

Dorian Gray was a little uneasy.

"Miss Wickham, you must keep in mind what I told you before. You have been missed by the devil. Even if I don't make a move, the devil will not let you go."

Joe: "I'm worried about you, sir."

"You tell me this, the devil will punish you, right? I want to help you, can I find a church?"

Dorian Gray shook his head, "It's useless at all, otherwise I wouldn't be so disappointed in God."

Joe: "Sir, God has not abandoned you."

Dorian Gray clutched his veil, glanced at her secretly, and said with a smile, "Because of your appearance, I believe...it must be God who sent you to my side."

"Can I see the devil?"

Dorian Gray was startled. "You want to see it? Why?"

Joe: "Because I want to help Mr. Gray, and I want to help more bewitched people."

Dorian Gray shook his head, "No, no, you are not his opponent at all."

Joe: "At least bring me before the devil, so the devil won't turn on you."

Dorian Gray still refused.

No matter what Joe said, he didn't agree.

"gentlemen!"

Joe emphasized his tone, "You should know that my desire to protect you is the same as your desire to confess."

Dorian Gray took off his veil, with a relaxed and satisfied smile on his face, but his eyes were red and swollen, and he joked in a hoarse voice: "No, I promise, your mood is not the same as mine. "

"I know where the difference lies, and I don't expect you to be like me, because only in this way is Miss Wickham Miss Wickham."

He sighed and said, "Please let me do one last thing for you. This may be the only kindness left in my life."

He had enjoyed so much, and it was his honor to offer what he had, and honor, to a woman as esteemed as Miss Wickham.

However, Joe made up his mind to dig the devil's "sun gold mine".

Joe: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gray, but you didn't convince me. If you don't agree, I'll have to look for it secretly."

This is even more dangerous.

Dorian Gray was startled, helplessly and painfully said: "You won, Miss Wickham."

He rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea.

……

Dorian Gray's carriage parked outside his castle.

He took Joe to see a painting in his secret room.

Holding the candlestick in one hand, he led Joe down the stone steps step by step with the other.

"I'll take you to see the devil, miss, don't regret it."

Joe didn't feel the sun-like energy here before, but there seemed to be something very powerful here.

Joe: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Gray."

Dorian Gray smiled wryly.

What he is afraid of is not the devil, what he is afraid of is himself.

He was afraid that his devil-like real self would be exposed in front of Miss Wickham's eyes.

However, up to now, he has no other choice.

The only way for Miss Wickham to see the devil without risking her life is to let her see the painting.

He took Joe to a huge picture frame, which was covered with a black cloth.

Dorian Gray took a deep breath, "Miss Wickham, please be mentally prepared."

Joe stared intently at the energy core under the black cloth.

The breath of this kind of thing is covered by the black cloth, otherwise she should have discovered it the first time she came.

This thing... She wants it!

"Don't worry, Mr. Gray."

"I will accept everything in this world honestly, even if it seems so incredible."

No matter what energy it is, she will drain it.

Dorian Gray's chest heaved violently.

He closed his eyes and lifted the black cloth.

"brush--"

The black cloth was raised, and then slowly fell.

The candlelight illuminated the gloomy surroundings, making the painting by Dorian Gray even more eerie and terrifying.

Dorian Gray dared not even open his eyes.

He didn't dare to face himself like this, let alone see Joe's frightened eyes.

Only his violent breathing could be heard in the secret room.

Dorian Gray waited for a long time, but there was no sound of Joe screaming and running away.

He couldn't help thinking—

What was Joe Wickham thinking now?