Emma was worried that Mr. Darcy would not recognize her, but if all the sticky paintings on her face were removed, she would not be able to recover them in a short time, so she had to appear in front of Mr. Darcy in the form of a man. In order to avoid misunderstanding, the moment the two looked at each other, she wanted to tell Mr. Sù Darcy her identity, but she didn't expect Mr. Darcy to recognize her at a glance.

Mr. Darcy recognized the eyes, blurted out the words, and looked closely, and the man who climbed up was a man except for the same eyes as Emma, and was dressed in the clothes of a valet. Although the person in front of him intuitively was Emma, Mr. Darcy took a half-step back out of caution. "You are?"

Emma whispered, "It's me." The people below had been knocked unconscious, and we left through the window. ”

Mr. Darcy heard Emma's voice, although he was still confused, but this was not a good time to explain, Mr. Darcy chose to believe Emma without thinking and walked to the window.

There was a faint noise outside the door.

There is no time left. Emma haphazardly tied the rope in her hand into a knot around Mr. Darcy's waist and pulled Mr. Darcy's arm. "Quick!"

Mr. Darcy subconsciously stepped out of the windowsill with Emma's strength, and Emma grabbed him by the waist, and the rope fell with great difficulty, and the two of them soon reached the ground.

At the same time, the door to Mr. Darcy's room was kicked open. Several men with □□ walked in, but did not see Mr. Darcy. "The window is open!" one of them noticed that something was wrong.

Several people hurriedly ran to the window, and when they looked out, they saw that the two people below were running out.

It was getting late, and with the accuracy and range of □□ at this time, it was difficult to hit those two. The man who first noticed the window was open jumped without saying a word. The next second, a scream pierced the night sky.

The terrible voice pierced the eardrums, and Mr. Darcy frowned. "What did you just spill?" After jumping down, Emma took something out of the bag and scattered it on the ground, and he faintly heard the clanging sound.

Just now the time was too tight to cut the rope, but the two were still tied together, and Emma was busy separating the two, and said without raising her head: "Iron nails, the kind that nails horseshoes." ”

Emma said this in a very flat tone, as if she was not talking about a hurtful ploy but about the weather today. Mr. Darcy was silent. Although he knew that Emma had such a side on the night she went to Bloomberg for help, Emma always seemed to be forced to do these things, and Mr. Darcy was still the first time he saw Emma do these things.

Emma could understand Mr. Darcy's reaction, and she shrugged, "They have done it to my brother and me several times, and they have hurt you. ”

The last sentence suddenly struck the softest spot in Mr. Darcy's heart, and no matter how much he told himself to give up this relationship, he inevitably felt joy and happiness for it. Mr. Darcy struggled to hold his face, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Because of his joy he did not think carefully about the meaning of Emma's words, these people were Emma's enemies, and he thought that these people had come to him.

Emma noticed that she had not noticed that she had said the wrong thing, and the last sentence felt like she had done it because she was unhappy that the men were trying to hurt Mr. Darcy. There was indeed a reason why she wanted to protect Mr. Darcy by doing this, but she didn't mean anything else, it was too ambiguous to say so. Emma quickly explained, "That's not what I meant. I mean that, now is not the time to say this, anyway they are my enemies. And they killed innocent people, and I don't feel guilty for hurting them. Emma had a terrible conjecture at this time, why did Lady Ashley's daughter, her dear cousin, die so coincidentally?

Mr. Darcy's strong intellect finally made him force the curvature of his mouth down. "Go to the parish officer. ”

When it came to business, Emma suddenly forgot about the episode. "Wait a minute. She glanced back. "Ah, it worked. ”

Although it has not yet been chased, it is only a matter of time. Mr. Darcy was about to say something when he suddenly smelled something choking. Someone behind him shouted, "It's on fire, run." ”

Emma smiled with a prank-picked smile: "The horse is ready, in the alley over there, we can get out of town now." ”

Mr. Darcy did not follow Emma to the alley, he stopped, his expression was more stern than ever. "You arranged for the servants to set the fire?"

"How could it be. Emma was not glad that Mr. Darcy would think so, she was cruel to her enemies, but she would never hurt innocent people. "Wet wood, smoke and no open flames. There weren't too many people in the inn, and it wouldn't have happened at the ball that year. Just to create chaos and let my servants go and get your servants to escape with them. Now it's you who are in danger, come with me. ”

"I'm sorry. Mr. Darcy breathed a sigh of relief and ran after Emma into the alley, where there were two black horses.

Emma gasped a little as she wiped the sweat from her forehead and threw a set of servant's clothes to Mr. Darcy. "Set on the outside. ”

Mr. Darcy didn't understand what Emma meant, but he believed Emma, and quickly put on her clothes, and asked as he wore them, "Why are you dressed up like this?"

Emma said succinctly: "Some of the police officers here are in collusion with those people, and they can't be trusted, so let's get out of town first." ”

Mr. Darcy Sr. died early, and although such blatant violent crimes were rare, Mr. Darcy had experienced it once, and he immediately realized the current situation and pressed down his hat hard.

Emma shook her head: "There are not too many manservants with hats, so it is easy to be remembered by passers-by, and you scratch your hair." And this. Emma showed Mr. Darcy the black ash she had rubbed on the back of her hand. The fire didn't burn, but the smoke blackened people's faces.

Mr. Darcy immediately understood what Emma was trying to do. Before he could hesitate, Emma's hand rubbed directly against his cheek. "It's a little dirty, bear with me. ”

Mr. Darcy resisted the urge to dodge, his muscles tensed, and his voice was a little unnatural. "That's it. ”

Emma also wiped two backhands on her face. Turn over and get on the horse. "Let's go. ”

Mr. Darcy didn't move. "You go from the east, I leave from the west. "Those people are coming for him, and Emma will inevitably be implicated if she goes with him. He was grateful that Emma could come to his rescue, but he didn't want Emma to be hurt by it. After a while Emma was gone, he took off the servant's clothes.

Emma knew Mr. Darcy's intentions without thinking, but it wasn't necessary. "I asked the servants to go out of town in groups of two from different directions. We are one of them. ”

Mr. Darcy no longer hesitated to turn on his horse, flick the reins, and the two horses galloped side by side out of town. The two of them were skilled in riding, and the houses on both sides quickly fell backwards, and the faint sound of horses' hooves behind them at first gradually disappeared.

In order to avoid being heard about her real gender, Emma only opened her mouth to explain when she left the town. From the murder of John, the son of the old butler, to the death of Mrs. Ashley's daughter, Mr. Brown is hidden. "I wanted to lure out the enemy with bait, but I didn't expect it"

Mr. Darcy usually frowned slightly to express his displeasure, and it was also impolite to show excessive passion, and the greatest virtue of a gentleman is patience, but when he heard this, his brow was almost tied into a knot. "Did you do this without thinking about the consequences?"

Emma admits that it is she who extrapolates the present from her past experience and leads to the present situation. She has always been able to face up to her mistakes and correct them. "I made the mistake of empiricism, and I will definitely be more cautious in doing things in the future. ”

Emma was so good at admitting her mistakes, Mr. Darcy couldn't say anything more. Although his face was painted black and yellow, and that face did not look like Emma at all, the talking eyes were still so smart, looking at him with a little pity. Mr. Darcy could not say the rest of his words.

Emma hurriedly continued: "I want to lure these people away and let the servants go to save the people who have been caught, they are better informed than I thought, I should choose a spot close to the edge of the town to change into women's clothes." Although something went a little off, it went as expected, I changed into men's clothes and got out, those people thought I was out of town, and they divided a few out of town to chase, and when I was going to go out of town in men's clothes, you just arrived here. Because you were recognized as soon as you entered the town, and you were constantly watched, I didn't get a chance to tell you about it. In fact, Emma first had a servant wait for a long time in the lavette, and in the eighteenth century, although there was running water, the latrine was not as convenient as in later generations, especially in such a small town, where the people who were squatting there would faint without waiting for Mr. Dassi or his attendants.

Mr. Darcy could not say anything harsh, but he felt the need to make his attitude clear. "Then you don't have to take risks alone, it's better for any servant to do it than to do it yourself. ”

Emma smiled bitterly: "The servants have all been sent to rescue those who have been captured, only two of them are with me, I thought that I would not need too many people to protect me when I go out of town in another capacity." One of them was burning wood upstairs and fanning the smoke and lowering the rope, and the other helped me knock out the people downstairs and then went up to keep an eye on the movements. Emma admits that as a woman, she has a natural physical gap with men, and she certainly doesn't want to do it herself if a man can do it. This is a matter of desperation.

That helpless smile made Mr. Darcy's heart tingle. Even if Emma doesn't like business like ordinary young ladies, she doesn't want to experience this kind of thing of brushing shoulders with death.

Emma turned her head and looked at Mr. Darcy with a little tenderness and pity, and Emma's heart jumped sharply, and her face was a little hot. Although Mr. Darcy's face was smeared in a mess, that faceless face with this kind of look was still too lethal.