[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

The manor outside the window was buried by thick snow, and the air-conditioning froze on the windows to form window grilles like white peacock tail feathers.

Qiao Qiao stood silently by the window, feeling the biting cold.

The hallway without a fireplace always looks very cold on a gloomy and damp winter day.

She looked at her blurred shadow on the glass, and her thoughts were completely silent on George Wickham downstairs.

Downstairs, same location.

George Wickham, in his fine silk shirt, was reclined on the sofa.

He wore high riding boots on his slender legs, and the black boots were wrapped up to the calves. These two legs were casually put together and placed on the bench together.

He rested his elbow on the armrest, resting his cheek with one hand, with a lazy expression.

Even though he was only a teenager, he already showed an outstanding appearance.

Beside him sat several younger maids.

They eagerly courted him and brought him black tea and pastries.

"Master George, why didn't you go hunting with the master and the young master today?"

George looked proud, "It's too cold outside, and there's still snow on the ground, which will stain my new boots."

The maid blushed and said, "If it's dirty, I'll wipe it for you."

George blinked, his honey-colored eyes glowed with a touching sweetness.

He clung to the maid's hand and smiled, "Then thank you, Sister Mary."

The ordinary-looking little maid turned into a little quail in shame.

"Master George, I sprayed the perfume you gave me last time. How do you smell it?"

Another maid squeezed Mary away and brought her neck up to George's nose.

George lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes scratched her neck, causing the maid to laugh uncontrollably, and her overly plump breasts trembled.

"Like a little rose."

George's finger brushed the pearl earring on the maid's ear, "Rose, this is the right taste for you."

Rose laughed wildly.

Mary bit her lip and said suddenly, "Master George, have you heard?"

George looked up, like a young vampire, put his chin on Rose's shoulder, and smiled at Mary behind Rose.

"Oh? What should I hear, Sister Mary?"

Mary whispered: "I heard that Mrs. Darcy wants to give her dowry to your sister, Miss Wickham, after her death. Do you know about this?"

The system in George's brain couldn't help saying: [You are asking the right person, there is no one in this world who knows this better than her. 】

After all, George was Joe, and she was the party.

George looked at Mary and said softly, "I just heard about this."

George frowned slightly, "Why did Mrs. Darcy have this idea?"

Mary lowered her head, pinched the apron with her fingers, and said in a low voice: "I heard that Mrs. Darcy wants to ask Miss to take care of Master Darcy."

George snorted softly, "Fitzwilliam? He's older than my sister, and he needs Joe's care?"

George shook his head, and leaned further into the sofa, "Then, did my sister agree?"

Mary shook her head, "Miss Wickham declined."

George snorted dissatisfiedly.

He said in a high-key way: "If you want me to say, my sister is really stupid, why not? Their Darcy family has a lot of money, even if Mrs. Darcy left the dowry to my sister, it would be very bad for the Darcy family. It's just a louse on a cow."

System: [Save your tongue, don't scold yourself too much. 】

George didn't care at all, and continued: "My silly sister, she is so stupid."

Rose on the side approached affectionately, and said in agreement: "Yes, yes, Miss Wickham wants to join the church wholeheartedly, so she probably doesn't take these things to heart, but how can a woman not get married? She Without the dowry that Mrs. Darcy gave her, what will she rely on to find a man to marry him in the future? No matter how much a man likes her face, he will be frightened by her poverty."

George tilted his head and rubbed Rose's hair with a smile, "Yes, that's the reason."

"However, do you even know about this?"

"Sister Mary is serving by Mrs. Darcy's side, so she knows this, and how does Sister Rose, who has been working in the kitchen, know this?"

Rose covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Master George, do you think that only Mary knows about this? The whole manor has already spread the word."

George said with emotion: "Isn't it my stupid sister who passed it on?"

Mary shook her head and quickly explained: "It's not Miss Wickham, it's... Madam Catherine mentioned it when she was chatting with Mrs. Blue. Madam Catherine spoke so loudly that all the maids on the side could hear it."

System: [It's hard to say that she didn't do it on purpose. At that time, I felt that the way she looked at you was not right. 】

Mrs. Blue is also a person who works in Pemberley Manor. She has followed Mrs. Darcy for many years and has been taking care of Miss Darcy since she was not married. Later, she came to Pemberley Manor with Mrs. Darcy. Madame's trust.

George raised his hand, rubbed his chin with his knuckles, and looked at the two maids with a smile.

"When you hear this news, you should all be envious, right? Maybe you're still talking about my sister behind her back."

Mary immediately said: "No, Miss Wickham has always been gentle and kind, and treated me very well. I...I can't talk about her."

Rose smiled and said, "We're just feeling sorry for Miss Wickham. After all, there's so much money."

George sighed, "Yeah, so much money, my sister doesn't want it, wouldn't it be good to leave it to me?"

Rose complained in a low voice: "Perhaps your sister just pretended to refuse, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Darcy really didn't mention this matter to her later."

She said dissatisfiedly: "I have long felt that she is pretending to be a fake. She probably wants to rely on her good reputation to marry a high-class person."

Seeing that George didn't stop him at all, and even smiled and listened to her slandering his sister, Rose complained more boldly.

"Perhaps, Jo is not stupid at all, and she is not some holy angel descending to earth. She just wants to use these methods to gain the favor of the master and wife, and to get the attention of Master Darcy. You see, the lady did not ask her to take care of Master Darcy. Well, maybe she'll get Master Darcy to marry her, and she'll have half the whole Pemberley Park by then."

The more Rose talked, the more she felt that Joe Wickham was just pretending and ulterior motives, and his expression became more and more jealous.

Who wouldn't want to seduce Master Darcy and become the future mistress of Pemberley Manor!

If Joe can succeed, she must be even more successful. After all, she feels that she is much more plump and beautiful than the Joe who did not grow up.

George listened silently, seeming to think it made sense, and kept nodding.

system:【……】

Seeing him like this, Rose couldn't help complaining more.

Mary looked at Rose, who kept complaining, and then at Master George, her expression was tense, and she hesitated to speak.

George took a deep breath, taking Rose's intense emotions into his body.

"Okay, what you said makes sense. I also want to find out what my sister thinks."

Mary said softly, "When I went downstairs, I saw Miss Wickham standing in the corridor upstairs."

She tightened her apron. "...Miss Wickham is a good person."

George smiled and patted her head, sucking all the worry out of her.

"Don't worry, she and I are biological siblings."

He stretched lazily and brushed his light brown hair.

He went out of the room and up the stairs.

When he was about to go upstairs, he pretended to glance downstairs unintentionally, and smiled silently.

inside the room.

Mary, who was arranging the curtains, unconsciously glanced out of the window, only to see a servant leading two horses.

She was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise: "The master and the young master are back!"

"What?" Rose immediately rushed over to check.

The two looked at the two familiar horses downstairs, and couldn't help but glance at each other.

Rose said softly: "The master and the young master probably haven't gone upstairs yet, and haven't heard what we said before."

Mary gave a slight "hmm".

Rose patted her chest, "It really scared me to death."

……

George Wickham went upstairs, and easily found Jo, who had been standing at the window.

When the two vests met, they had identical smiles in their eyes.

Although it seemed crazy to use her vest to chat with herself, she had to do so in order to perform this scene.

Joe was wearing a heavy white dress and a beige shawl over his shoulders. His whole body seemed to be emitting warm light in a dark and cold corridor.

George strode forward and said casually, "Sister, I heard some news about you."

Jo watched him tenderly, waiting for him to go on.

Contrary to his cleverness and obedience in front of Mr. Darcy, George leaned against the window carelessly.

"Well, you didn't really refuse Mrs. Darcy's offer to give you her dowry?"

Qiao said softly, "George, that's not what should belong to me."

George said gruffly: "What is something that doesn't belong to you? I think it should belong to you. You worked hard for their family. What's wrong with getting more things?"

"The old one needs your comfort, and the young one will just hide in your arms and cry."

"Since the old one is stupid, you can't be stupid with her. It's a good thing that the pie in the sky is a good thing, it's for nothing!"

Joe smiled and paid no attention to what George said.

With an irritable look on his face, George slammed on the glass next to him.

Qiao Wen said: "Calm down a little."

"Calm down? How can I be calm? Do you know what you gave up?"

"Okay, you want to join the church wholeheartedly and don't care about these extraneous things, so you should think about me, right? I am the son of a housekeeper, and all the money in the family was spent when my mother was around. What will I do in the future?"

"You don't want that money, you can ask for it and give it to me later!"

George said coldly: "With that money, I don't have to run around all day to please that old man, let alone look at that arrogant little face!"

"Think about it!"

George snorted and walked away.

Joe smiled and watched his vest leave.

She didn't look back, but her mental power easily caught the familiar figure at the stairs.

In the shadows under the stairs, little Darcy clenched his fists.

George Wickham was such a man...

We have all been lied to by him!

How dare he treat Joe like this!