[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

Mrs. Fairfax was visibly taken aback.

She didn't expect that when she was trying to drive people away, the master came to tear her down.

Mrs. Fairfax said with difficulty: "Why? How did the master come back so soon?"

Allen said: "If you go and have a look, you will know the reason?"

Mrs. Fairfax had to lead the crowd to the door.

Everyone saw a figure in red riding a strong black horse into the manor.

There are also several oak barrels that have just been shipped to hold red wine on the ground of the manor.

The woman in the red rider uniform shook the reins violently, and the black steed jumped over the oak barrel as if it knew its master's intentions.

The black steed rushed forward a few more steps before the woman reined in.

The black horse raised its front hooves, and then fell heavily.

The steed snorted and paved the ground impatiently.

The woman comforted the steed, and then jumped off the horse.

Women in this country in this era also wear skirts and sit sideways on horseback at this time. However, this woman is wearing trousers and doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

Mrs. Fairfax also knew that her master's riding style was easy to be criticized by others, so she hurriedly stepped forward, blocking everyone's sight with her body.

"Mrs. Rochester..." Before Allen could speak, there was a burst of applause.

Everyone looked at the people who were applauding.

Joe looked back innocently, "What's wrong?"

Joe smiled, "Don't you think Mrs. Rochester's equestrian skills are amazing?"

Mr. Bingley said with a smile: "Indeed, Mrs. Rochester is an impressive woman."

Mr. Darcy nodded, "Yes."

Claude did not speak from the beginning to the end, maintaining a cautious and melancholy attitude.

Allen said: "Mrs. Rochester's surprises are far more than that. In fact, in my opinion, Mrs. Rochester and Miss Wickham have many similarities. Perhaps, Miss Wickham and Mrs. Rochester have similarities. Lots of common topics."

Seeing these guests showing face to their master in such a way, Mrs. Fairfax showed a more amiable expression.

She opened the mouth and said: "Our master is back, but after a long journey, we still need to change clothes and rest, you might as well stay here first, and when the master has the energy to deal with things, I will report the matters of the guests. "

Joe looked at Mrs. Rochester who was approaching with a whip, and said with a smile, "There's no need to be so troublesome, right? Can't we ask Mrs. Rochester face to face now?"

Mrs. Rochester's appearance does not meet the current beauty standards, but she has a resolute aura that is enough to overwhelm many people, making them almost afraid to look at her.

But as long as you look at her, you will find that she has a pair of big and bright dark eyes, like two precious black pearls.

Mrs. Rochester noticed Joe's gaze and met Joe's eyes.

Joe didn't look away, but instead showed her a bright smile.

Mrs. Rochester showed an amused smile, "What happened? Why are so many people greeting me at the door?"

"Could it be... something happened in the manor that I don't know?"

She turned her face away, and the smile died suddenly, and she gazed at Mrs Fairfax with dignity.

Mrs. Fairfax's attitude immediately became cautious, and she explained the reason for their visit respectfully.

"Oh, so it's Miss Wickham."

Mrs. Rochester smiled and said, "I've heard of Miss Wickham's reputation, and I've wanted to see Miss Wickham for a long time."

As she spoke, she glanced at Allen suggestively. Obviously, she heard Joe's message from Allen.

Joe: "It's my honor. I have some questions I want to ask Madam. Can Madam give me some time?"

Mrs. Rochester: "Time... I don't need it the most."

"You guys stay in the living room for a while, and I'll come down after changing clothes."

"Ma'am!" Mrs. Fairfax looked at Mrs. Rochester, hesitant to speak.

Mrs. Rochester laughed, "What are you afraid of? It's as if I really have a devil here."

She handed the whip to the maid beside her, walked past Mrs Fairfax, and patted her on the shoulder.

She looked down at Joe as she passed by.

Joe tilted his head slightly.

System: [Good guy, it turns out that Mrs. Rochester is so tall. 】

Mrs. Rochester bent down suddenly, put her finger on Jo's cheek, and gently brushed her hair.

She smiled and said, "What a wonderful rose fragrance."

Joe laughed: "Is there? I didn't notice."

Suddenly a hand came in and snatched a strand of Jo's hair out of Mrs. Rochester's grasp.

Mrs. Rochester looked at the person who dared to snatch something from her in surprise.

Mr. Darcy looked cold and arrogant, "This is not the behavior of a lady."

Mrs. Rochester laughed, "Lady? Then I'm sorry, I am no longer a lady. I married so early to escape the shackles of an unmarried lady."

Mrs. Rochester sneered: "I'm married and my husband is gone, so no one will care about me no matter what I do."

Mr. Darcy: "Even so, you owe Miss Wickham the respect you deserve."

Mrs. Rochester looked at Mr. Darcy, then at Joe, and suddenly laughed as if she understood something.

"You're right."

Mrs. Rochester put down her hands and swaggered into the castle.

Mr. Bingley said: "This Mrs. Rochester is...very special."

Mr. Darcy stroked Joe's hair silently, and silently put his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Fairfax, the housekeeper, led everyone into the living room, arranged refreshments, and then left with courtesy.

At this time, there was no one else in the living room except them.

Allen then said: "You saw it just now, right? Mrs. Rochester is a little moody."

He picked up the cup, stared at the black tea in the enamel cup, and said slowly: "Actually, Mrs. Rochester's surname is not her husband's. After she got married, she changed her surname to Mason. But since her husband disappeared, she has changed back to her original surname Rochester, and she often wanders outside and doesn't like to go back to her manor."

He raised his head and looked at Joe, "If you are looking for the devil's trail, maybe you will find the right place at the first stop."

Joe smiled, "It's impossible to judge based on these alone. After all, these can only prove that Mrs. Rochester is unique. I like Mrs. Rochester very much."

Allen smiled, "I think you will like her too, because there is a similarity between the two of you."

The feeling of incompatibility in this era is too obvious.

Mr. Bingley asked curiously: "You said her husband disappeared, how did he disappear? Isn't there any clue?"

Allen shook his head, "It's been too long, and those who met Mr. Mason in the manor have basically been fired, so I don't know what happened."

Mr. Darcy: "You might as well ask Mrs. Rochester directly. Whether she is telling the truth or lying, you can judge something from her attitude."

Only then did Claude speak: "I think there is something wrong with this manor, and the attitude of the housekeeper, Mrs. Fairfax, is also very strange."

Allen: "Yes, she seemed to be trying to avoid something just now, and she wanted to fool us away."

Mr. Bingley smiled and said, "By the way, doesn't Mr. Sorel need to go back to his residence? After all, you are the pastor here."

Allen looked at Claude, "How dare I go first even before the bishop leaves?"

Claude lowered his eyes, "I want to see how Miss Wickham found the devil."

Joe smiled and said, "I think I must have gained a lot here."

The moody Mrs. Rochester gives her a lot of emotional energy, and the energy leaking from the side of the roof indicates that there is another tortured man in the attic.

Soon, Mrs. Rochester, who had changed into a long red dress, came down from upstairs.

Leaning lazily on the sofa, she twirled a cut cigar.

She put the cigar on a nearby candlestick and turned it slowly to burn it.

Mrs. Rochester said without raising her head, "If you have any questions, please ask quickly."

Joe: "The church has received news that Thornfield Manor is often haunted by rumors. Is this true?"

Mrs. Rochester sneered, "It's nonsense, Miss Wickham, I thought you were a wise lady, why? Do you really believe that there are devils in this world?"

Joe said seriously: "Mrs. Rochester, I don't want to believe it, but I know that the devil does exist. I have already felt it through the two brave gentlemen."

Mrs. Rochester took a puff of her cigar and said calmly, "Really? You mean Dorian Gray?"

"That is indeed a lovely and charming young man. Unfortunately, he is not very interested in me. Otherwise, I still hope that he can become my lover."

The men present were suddenly a little embarrassed.

Is it really okay to just say this?

Mrs. Rochester swept across the crowd and laughed, "Hey, this is interesting. It's the first time I've seen a lady look calm, while a man's face is full of discomfort. Don't you think I'm dissolute and shameless? ?"

"Based on my experience, you are all virgin men who haven't passed women, ha."

Mrs. Rochester's remarks regardless of the occasion made several men present cough, cough, dissatisfied, and annoyed.

Mrs. Rochester held a cigar, smiled at Joe, and said, "Miss Wickham, you can try something new, but a virgin man is very obsessive, and it will be difficult to get rid of it in the future."

Joe said, "Thank you Mrs. Rochester for your concern."

Mrs. Rochester froze for a moment, perhaps she had never received such an answer before.

She rubbed her chin and said with a smile: "Sure enough, my first impression was right. Miss Wickham and I really fit together."

"Ahem——" Mr. Bingley clutched his chest, and his face was about to turn red from coughing.

Mrs. Rochester spread her hands and said, "I suspect there are ghosts in my manor. You will know after staying one night."

Joe: "I must find out about this matter, and it may not only disturb my wife all night."

Mrs. Rochester smiled and said, "It's all right, I'm very hospitable."

"Especially to handsome men passing by."

Several people present glared at Mrs. Rochester.

Mrs. Rochester laughed loudly, "Haha, are you really innocent, or is it not innocent, but because someone important to you is here? So, don't want her to have the slightest misunderstanding?"

"!!!"

Mrs. Rochester said with a smile: "Okay, I'm just joking, you should have heard of my reputation, I've always been bohemian and moody."

She actually knew what kind of reputation she had.

Mrs. Rochester looked deeply at Joe, "Compared to them, I am indeed more interested in Miss Wickham."

She waved her hand.

The maid came up with a tray, and inside the tray was a rose tied with a ribbon.

Mrs. Rochester held up the rose and handed it to Joe, "You are really more beautiful than I imagined."

Mrs. Rochester said appreciatively: "I am not born a beauty, so I like beauties the most."

Qiao laughed and said, "However, in my opinion, no matter how many beauties there are, they don't have the temperament of the lady. The lady is also beautiful, but only some people can appreciate it."

After hearing what Joe said, Mrs. Rochester's eyes became brighter.

She held Joe's hand, "Really... With your words, no matter what you find or do in my manor, I will not get angry with you."

"Miss Wickham, you must look forward to the dinner. After the dinner, I have prepared a sideshow."

"A sideshow?"

Mrs. Rochester smiled, "An old gypsy lady passed by my manor. It is said that she has the ability of divination. We might as well ask her to do the math for each of us."

"Calculate love..."

She looked around everyone and smiled, "Is my idea a good one?"

"I also wonder with whom Miss Wickham will have a love for God."

Joe smiled politely, as if he wasn't interested at all.

However, the few men present, no matter what their status or status, no matter how well they concealed it, they couldn't hide their sudden heartbeat and uncontrollable body temperature after hearing that sentence.

Love cannot be concealed.