[Comprehensive Classics] Different Jane

After returning to the room and washing up, Jane loosened her hair and changed into her pajamas, then fell face down on the bed, exhausted physically and mentally.Jane can now understand why mental workers usually have a sweet tooth, and now she especially wants a piece of chocolate to save her brain cells.

"Ah~ah~" Jane let out a meaningless moan and began to roll on the bed from side to side, and the range was getting bigger and bigger. Then she heard Mycroft's footsteps and looked sideways. Mycroft had a speechless expression on his face. Standing on the bedside looking at her.

Mycroft said: "My dear, you are not behaving like a lady."

Jane lay sideways on the bed, winked at her husband and told the truth: "Ladies all want to find a good husband, and I already have one, so why bother to pretend?"

Mycroft: You're so right, I'm speechless. ==

Jane patted her side, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, why don't you go to bed?"

"Oh." Mycroft blew out the candle and climbed onto the bed. He moved his body to approach Jane, and then sighed comfortably.It's still the same size as the bed in the old house, unlike the double bed at home in London, which seems to be put together with two single beds.Such a great bed, shouldn't it be put to good use?

Didn't the great Son of God once say that?Human beings continue because of love, so on such a special day as his birthday, everyone should applaud love heartily. (Jesus: I never said that, you fuck off!)

In short, after crawling sideways, in the dark, Jane said to Mycroft: "I have come back several times and have no time to wander around. I just found out today that I don't know much about the people in the town, Mycroft." , shall we go horseback riding tomorrow?"

The locals don't like sports and hate socializing, Mycroft politely declined, "Didn't you meet a lot of people when you were in the church? We don't live here for a long time, and it's enough to attend a few church activities when we come back when we have time."

"Then we can ride horses to the forest. Isn't there a lake? I haven't even been there."

"It's bare in winter, there's nothing to see, and you're tired enough these days..."

Jane pushed Mycroft's head away, "...get your head off my shoulder, don't you know how heavy this head is? o(￣ヘ￣o#)"

Mycroft immediately made amends: "Hey, there's nothing to see, but it's not bad for the two of us to go for a ride."

"Humph."

Mycroft turned his head back at once, and this time Jane did not take it too seriously.

The next day, Jane still got up early in the morning, and nothing happened in the novel at all, such as back pain, leg cramps, nothing!Anyway, Jane is very satisfied with her harmonious life.

Recalling what she said last night, Jane went to the stable to tell the groom about Mycroft and her use of the horse this afternoon, and asked him to tell Mr. Holmes.

Mycroft didn't get up until it was almost lunchtime. He stretched out his hand and felt, well, of course Jane wasn't on the bed anymore. He pulled the quilt and wiped his face before sitting up, and then Mycroft saw His beautiful wife was actually standing on the edge of the bed... She was wearing a pair of men's breeches, which are characterized by their knickerbocker-like form from the thigh up, but are fitted snugly around the calf because they have to be tucked into boots.

But that's not the point!

The point is, Jane's upper body was barely wearing anything, she was shirtless, and only a small suspender-style cloth barely covered the important parts on her chest.There is also a rope under the small cloth that can be tightened, which plays a fixed role, but also just highlights the key parts.

Jane tied a knot, supported the important parts with her hands, turned her body left and right, and then she saw her husband sitting on the bed dumbfounded and looking at her.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Jane asked, puffing out her chest on purpose.

Mycroft suddenly jumped up from the bed with the most vigorous skill in 20 years. He ran to the window with bare feet, without shoes on, pulled the curtains with a "swipe", and then ran back to connect Jump into bed.

"You, you, you..." Although he knew it was impossible, Mycroft still asked without thinking, "You don't know how to prepare, so just wear this!"

Jane slapped Mycroft on the face, "What are you talking about? Are you sleepy?"

Jane picked up the shirt at the head of the bed and put it on, followed by a skirt and a small coat. Her skirt was specially made for horseback riding. On her head was a short hat with a wide brim, and a shirt and coat that looked like men's clothing. An ankle-length flared skirt with a wide top half just enough to hold up the skirt and reveal boots is not trendy, and skirts should cover the insteps, but who cares?

Jane can't ride a horse in London. She specially made this skirt and put it in the old house. She can ride a horse when she comes here in the future, just like in Longbourne.

Until he saw Jane fully dressed, Mycroft suddenly fell on the bed and heaved an exaggerated sigh of relief.

What's the meaning.Jane felt itchy at the root of her teeth.

"Get up quickly." Jane picked up the pillow and hit Mycroft. "It's time for lunch. The sun is just right today. We'll go horseback riding later. If we drag on, it'll be dark."

"It's not so exaggerated." Mycroft muttered and went to wash up. He changed into the riding clothes before his wedding, and proudly showed it to Jane. "Look, I can still wear the clothes I wore two years ago."

Jane took a look and said, "That's right, you haven't gained weight in my hands, tsk tsk."

Mycroft: "..."

Jane's skirt was greatly praised by Mrs. Holmes, but she refused when Jane asked to make her a dress, "It looks good when I'm young, but I can't wear it when I'm old. Well, besides, I don't like riding horses." , you two have fun."

The Holmes family had two horses, and they knew that Mycroft and Brief would use them. The grooms had prepared them early, but something went wrong.

The groom thought that Jian Jian was using a side saddle for women, and went to the warehouse to find out the one used by Mrs. Holmes back then. As a result, Jane planned to use a normal saddle. He was surprised and hurriedly changed the saddle .

"It's my fault I didn't make it clear." Jane didn't think of that either, she used to have only one saddle when she was at the Bennet's, so she didn't think of sideriding at all.

"Side riding is too dangerous. We won't use it in our family anymore," Mycroft told the groom.

"Okay, sir." The groom felt that he really flattered the horse's leg.

Jane quickly became familiar with the character of the horse, and she and Mycroft rode quickly along the road with her things. After a while, the two speeded up and started racing.

"Woo~" Until she saw the lake, Jane pulled the rein and let the horse slow down. She could feel that the young horse was very happy, and it liked to run fast.

"Whoa!" Mycroft caught up. "You're running fast, Jane."

"It's the horses that run fast." Jane corrected, "Didn't Charles walk the horses every morning to make them run enough?"

"Maybe." Mycroft felt a little out of breath after riding for a while after not exercising for a long time.

"It's here, look at that." Jane pulled the rein in surprise and let the horse trot over.

Mycroft shook his head, what's there to see, it's bare, it's really cold by the lake.

"Mike, hurry up." Jane yelled back.

"Okay, here we come." Mycroft urged the horse forward.

The two dismounted at the edge of the forest and tied the horse to a tree so that the horse could eat some grass, and it also prevented the horse from catching a cold due to the strong wind by the lake.

"What's so interesting here, let's go back in a while?" Mycroft spared no effort to encourage Jane to go home. He just wanted to sit comfortably in front of the fireplace and drink a cup of tea.

"Don't be silly, Mycroft, we've only just arrived." Jane took what she had brought from the horse.

"But I feel cold, you touch my face, it's frozen."

Jane took off her gloves and touched Mycroft, who was really cold. "Poor fellow, but I've brought some wine with me, and it'll go away after a sip." She produced a bottle and gave it to Mycroft.

Mycroft failed miserably. He looked at the bottle and silently took a sip.

"Great, there's no one there." Jane took out the contents of the box, and Mycroft almost spit out his wine.

"Ahem, Jane, where did you get this wooden barn!" Mycroft looked carefully, "Could it be that Dad gave it to you? When?"

"That's right." Jane said while fiddling, "When you were still sleeping in the morning, I asked Charles for it. Aren't there few people here? It happens to be able to practice the wooden warehouse, and he gave me a It's a box bow."

Mycroft... Mycroft had nothing to say, he sighed, "Okay, let me teach you how to use it."

It's not that Jane doesn't know how to use a wooden bin. Mr. Bennet has one too, but his is an older one, and Mr. Bennet won't let his daughters use live ammunition.

"That's it." Mycroft taught Jane how to reload, how to open the insurance, how to use the front sight, and how to pay attention to the recoil. The riding boots will be at the position of his chin, this height is a bit appropriate.

Mycroft thought he would be bored, but time passed before he knew it.

"There's nothing left to do." Jane said unsatisfactorily, she just found the feeling, "Come again tomorrow? I think my accuracy is getting better and better."

"Quick progress, indeed," said Mycroft, "though I'm afraid papa doesn't have so many sheets for you to practice like that."

That's right, who would prepare so many orders, and it's not a shotgun.Jane thought regretfully.

Mycroft looked at Jane's face and said, "Actually, there are quite a few shooting clubs in London, if you want to..."

"I can go in men's clothing," Jane replied quickly. "That's what you mean, don't you?"

"Okay, that's what I mean." Mycroft and Jane walked towards the place where the horse was hitched, arm in arm.

"Mycroft?"

"what?"

"Shall we come back tomorrow?"

"Ah? But isn't there no child Gongdan?"

"We can play something else...you know how to fencing? What a bore to be in the house all day."

"But you can practice in your room, right?"

"I don't want so many people watching. To be honest, don't you want to come out with me?"

"...Of course not, well, I agree."

"Great, Mycroft, you are so kind, I love you, huh~"

Mycroft enjoyed his wife's enthusiasm, and felt a little helpless in his heart. He received a complete gentleman's education, of course he could fencing, but... he was not good at it.

However, Jane's level is only a little higher than that of a rookie. She was basically crushed in the practice with Sherlock in Cambridge before. It is more interesting to have a few rounds with Mycroft.

Author has something to say: Mycroft: Hahaha!

Jane: Hey hey hey!

Sherlock: ...the chickens peck at each other. ==