[Comprehensive] Mrs. Holmes Daily

Today, early morning in London, is a mystery.

When she awoke, 221b Baker Street was silent, no hissing explosions, no Sherlock's magnificent violins...not even the chirping of birds.

Where are all the birds today?

Ludwig lingered on the bed for a while before getting up, his white shirt hanging down to ten centimeters above his knees, he only buttoned a few buttons loosely, and jumped out of bed with bare legs.

It doesn't matter, this is her normal attire, and she can go out directly after buttoning a few more buttons.

Sherlock's bed was probably the only place in 221b Baker Street that was kept plain.

Recalling that when she first came to Baker Street, she wondered if the black-haired male model who opened the door for her was Sherlock... But now, she has actually walked out of Sherlock's bedroom.

The transformation of the relationship between people is really unpredictable.

She took out Sherlock's usual pen from the bookcase next to his bed and made a cross on the calendar.

It's what she does every morning when she wakes up, to remind her that another day has passed away from the life An He gave her.To remind her that the price of her life is so heavy.

……

Ludwig walked out of the room with bare feet and opened the curtains of the living room... Sherlock was not hiding in the curtains.

She went to her room again, squatted down and looked under the bed... Well, he didn't curl up under the bed to observe the insects.

There is no sign of Sherlock in the closet... When her husband makes major decisions, he must stay in a closed space, just like Schrödinger's cat. She doesn't know whether he is dead or alive until she opens the box.

Or, as Schrödinger reasoned, the Sherlock in the box is both dead and alive.

……

She checked every corner of Baker Street, but she didn't find Sherlock.

Mr. Holmes is not at home?

...Mr. Holmes is not at home at last?

Ludwig walked slowly to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and reconfirmed that there was no hem of Sherlock's coat in every shadow in the house.

Why is Mr. Holmes not at home?This is simply a godsend opportunity!She has long seen that Sherlock's snow-white bed sheets and walls without any patterns are not pleasing to the eye, does it matter?Today, we must take the opportunity to replace Youmuyou!

God knows that Sherlock hasn't taken the initiative to leave Baker Street since she died once... How could she have a holiday if he was so unconscious!Ask for any holidays!

……

Well, despite the inner growls overflowing like a river, on the surface, Miss Ludwig just smiled softly.

Sherlock had better not come back for three days... no, five days.

How bad is it that the wallpaper on the walls is not changed for a month?She was tired of looking at these big dark flowers, and in five days she could replace the Japanese floral wallpaper with African golden banana patterns.

Please, Mr. Holmes, don't try to save the world carelessly. As for Baker Street...let her go.

……

She opened the refrigerator, took out the toast she bought yesterday, cracked an egg on it, put it directly into the microwave, put vegetables on it, and it became a simple sandwich.

But... where is her cell phone?

Could it be that he fell into the sofa yesterday when he was on the sofa with Mr. Holmes?

Ludwig opened the sofa cushion with a sandwich in his mouth, and then knelt on the ground to inspect the bottom of the sofa.

There was a faint roar in the distance, but she didn't pay attention to it, she just thought it was another young boy racing a motorcycle on the streets of London.

only……

Why is the roar getting louder?

Why... seems to be coming this way?

Ludwig frowned, put down his phone for the time being, walked to the window, and opened the glass window together with the closed curtains...

As if it happened all of a sudden.

A huge wind carried rose petals whizzing into the window, the curtains were lifted high, and the glass cup on the coffee table was blown by the wind and fell on the carpet... Ludwig's white shirt was lifted and loosely tied His hair was blown away all of a sudden, spreading out like black satin.

The aroma of roses is overwhelming.

The fluttering petals fell from the sky like snowflakes, and flew in through the window, falling on her hair, and staying at her bare feet.

In less than half a minute, the ground on Baker Street was covered with a thick layer of crimson soft petals.

And before such a grand romance, Ludwig only felt...Mom, his head was going to be blown off.

She raised her hand to cover her face, so as not to be cut by the rose petals mixed in by the wind... Why, under such a huge wind force, the rose petals are like hidden weapons, Mouth!

Where did this flower come from?

Were all the winds from the South Pacific pouring into Baker Street? !

……

And when she finally adjusted to today's abnormal wind speed and opened her eyes... the sight in front of her shocked her.

A helicopter is hanging outside her window.

...Why, this is really a helicopter.

...Are you kidding her?

Before she could react, she saw Mycroft's elegant and fleshy figure appearing at the helicopter's boarding gate.He is no different from his usual clothes, the only difference is...he has a white rose pinned in his suit pocket.

...Mycroft can wear flowers?

He succeeded in usurping the throne?Has Britannia finally changed her surname to Sherlock Holmes?

With two-thirds of a toast sandwich in his mouth, Ludwig frowned. He was about to speak when he heard Mycroft raise the volume:

"Oh, my dear Vichy, I think I have shown the highest sincerity on behalf of the Holmes family."

He stood on the plane, leaning on the cabin door, and smiled slightly.

He reached out to her through a window:

"Congratulations on your marriage today. I am entrusted by Sherlock to pick you up to the wedding venue."

Ludwig: "..."

The petals are overwhelming, and the fragrance overflows the streets.

The propellers of the helicopter roared like thunder in the ears, and the well-knit guard of honor wore well-tailored suits and drove the convoy to park at the downstairs of 221b Baker Street.

... Everything is premeditated to blind the eyes of passers-by.

And in front of this unstoppable high-profile and gorgeous, their protagonist Miss Ludwig double, wearing a wrinkled white shirt that has not been ironed, her hair is scattered behind her head in a mess, and her bare feet appear in the eyes of everyone... …stunned.

The toast sandwich she was holding in her mouth finally couldn't resist the temptation of the earth's gravity, and fell to the ground with a "click".

……

"To sum up, there will be a swearing-in ceremony related to you tomorrow, and you have to go through the motions. No matter what happens, please maintain a calm mood."

... scumbag.

So, the swearing-in ceremony that Sherlock said was her own wedding?

He wanted her to... go through a scene at his wedding?

"I promise, the ceremony is quite simple, all you need to do is change your clothes, show your face, smile, and say a few words... Leave the rest to Mycroft."

... scumbag.

Change clothes, smile, and say a few words... Then think of her and Sherlock choosing the wedding dress together...

She should have found out.

But Ludwig still held a thousandth of hope in his heart, raised his head and asked:

"It's not a real wedding, is it?"

Mycroft, who sat across from her, held his black umbrella like a cane:

"Why do you think so?"

"The remnants of Atum are still there, and my identity is their sacrificial offering... Are you and Sherlock planning to use this wedding as bait to catch them all?"

"Oh, my dear r-in-law, before seven o'clock, your wedding is indeed a decoy. Sherlock acted at four o'clock in the morning. At seven o'clock he and Lestrade arrested all the remnants of the Egyptian church, Including Yatum, their former leader who absconded to Cuba."

Mycroft raised an eyebrow:

"So after seven o'clock, your wedding is just your wedding."

... Atum was captured?

Ludwig sat in his seat calmly:

"So this wedding, you have already planned it?"

"No, preparations for the wedding started a week ago. It's a bit rushed but the scene will never be small. After all, the last wedding held at Buckingham Palace was half a century ago, and so far no one outside the royal family has held it in the palace. Had a wedding."

Mycroft tapped his fingers on the handle of the umbrella:

"What's more, Sherlock took great pains to find the best planner for your wedding. She is an expert in this field. It was also her attention to sprinkle rose petals on the whole street. Obviously, you were shocked."

Erin Edler.

After she was exposed by Sherlock, the reward Sherlock asked her was——

"But you're clearly experienced in love."

Sherlock raised the corner of his lips:

"Don't worry, it won't be such a valuable reward. I will only ask you for some experience afterwards."

……

"So you don't have to worry about the grandness of this wedding."

Mycroft took the coffee from the new female assistant:

"As I said, the Holmes family will express their sincerity in marrying you."

...that's really high sincerity.

Ludwig looked at the handcuffs binding his hands:

"Does Sherlock know that you have me handcuffed?"

"If you hadn't tried to climb out of the window of your room on the pretext of changing your clothes in Baker Street, I wouldn't have been so rough with a lady of standing."

Mycroft blew on his coffee regretfully:

"You are Professor Ludwig's daughter, I dare not take you lightly."

"Help me relax."

Ludwig held out his hand:

"I'm on the plane now, it's impossible to jump out of the plane, and if Sherlock knows that you handcuffed me, I'm afraid your swimming photo will always occupy No.1 on the most wanted list in France."

"..."

Mycroft's scrutinizing eyes fell on her:

"But how can I believe that you won't run away after the plane lands?"

"Let me ask you, will I be caught after I run away?"

Mycroft smiled: "Of course, I told you when we first met that you might not be able to leave Baker Street."

"Then why am I still running?"

Ludwig said lightly:

"So far, Sherlock has no flaws that I can't bear. On the contrary, he is more perfect than most men in the world. If I don't marry him, I will marry someone else, and the world is more knowledgeable and insightful than him. I'm afraid there are not many taller people."

She rests her chin on one hand:

"People who have experienced the best will not want the worst... If I don't marry him, who else can I marry?"

Mycroft put down his coffee cup: "If it's what you said, why did you try to climb the window in Baker Street?"

"Because the wedding was a little two years earlier than I thought."

She sighed:

"All I have, sir, is that you allow me to be frightened."

……

The helicopter slowly landed on the lawn of Buckingham Palace.

Mycroft stood up:

"Help her uncuff her, Lucerne."

Ludwig watched calmly as Mycroft's new beautiful female assistant stepped forward and gently uncuffed her.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth——

Very well, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, you are finished.

……

Mycroft got off the plane, but Ludwig didn't follow.

He stopped.

Ludwig stretched out his long bare legs, and said casually:

"I don't have shoes, you put me on the plane, did you forget?"

"..."

It's a five-minute drive from the bride's dressing room, but Ludwig is only two steps away from the car.

So he said to the only woman present, his female assistant Lu Sen:

"Give her your shoes, Lucerne."

Lu Sen: "..."

She immediately took off the ten centimeter high heels on her feet.

She even knelt down and respectfully helped Ludwig put on his shoes.

Ludwig stretched his legs, and the white shirt on his body was not only crumpled but also dirty because of her climbing the window.

But she was not embarrassed at all when she received such kind service, she just raised her head, raised her eyebrows and said:

"It seems that being Mrs. Holmes is different, isn't it?"

Mycroft made no answer.

He smiled:

"Then Mrs. Ludwig Holmes, can we get in now?"

Buckingham Palace.

Along the way, Ludwig didn't look out the window, and seemed to be completely at ease... If you want to escape, you must at least remember the way, right?

Their car passed through the Queen Victoria Memorial, all the way to a gray building behind the palace.

It seems that this is the bride's dressing room and dressing room.

The car stopped slowly.

The driver got out and opened the door for them, and Mycroft got out first.

Wearing [-]cm stiletto high heels, Ludwig walked out of the car crookedly while holding the driver's hand.

—Mycroft and the driver got out of the car.

Explain that this car will not drive away again.

Ludwig really doesn't seem to know how to wear high heels at all, especially when he walks on slopes in high heels, his posture is simply horrible.

She didn't take two steps when her foot sprained suddenly and she fell to the ground.

The driver helped her in time, and Ludwig grabbed his clothes in shock:

"Today is definitely not an auspicious day...Your Excellency Holmes, are you sure we will not postpone the wedding?"

"Almost all the British MPs were dispatched, and members of the royal family also participated... I personally do not advocate a postponement."

Mycroft stared at her ankles:

"Carter, carry her in, apply ice, Lu Sen, call the doctor immediately."

Ludwig immediately said: "No, sir, I just twisted a little."

"Of course."

Mycroft approached her, took her hand, and bent down to kiss her:

"You are my brother's chosen wife, and you are the youngest new member of the Holmes family. Once you admit this identity, you will realize its preciousness and weight...it is unique, Vichy."

He then took a step back, meaningfully:

"Go in...your makeup artist is waiting for you."

……

After Ludwig was carried in.

Lu Sen came over barefoot:

"Boss, the little madam has not given up the idea of ​​running away."

She turned out to be a psych researcher for MI[-].

Mycroft smiled: "Of course I know, she is not a woman who will give in easily."

Lu Sen frowned:

"Should I tell Carter to put the handcuffs back on?"

"unnecessary."

Mycroft put away his umbrella and walked towards the palace:

"After a smooth journey, there is no drama to watch, isn't it?"