[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Lady Catherine from a distance ran over panting, "No!"

She pulled away Miss de Boer who was standing opposite Lydia, stopped in front of her daughter, and looked at Lydia vigilantly.

That posture, that look, is like a lioness protecting her cub and her territory, looking at the outsider fiercely.

"I disagree," Madam Catherine repeated solemnly, "Miss, what do you have to prove that you are the owner of this pendant?"

Her daughter still has to rely on this pendant for the time being, and Anne must not lose it until she gets her own pendant.

The voices of the two were not low, and someone nearby had gradually looked over, as if they wanted to get closer to hear what they were arguing about.

"Ma'am, I think," Lydia frowned and looked at the crowd that seemed to be gradually closing in, "it seems impolite to argue in the street, let's change places first?"

So Lydia was pulled by Miss Boll's arm enthusiastically, and directly entered the De Bole family's house in London.

Obviously this villa is bigger than their small house, and the decoration is much more exquisite, but Lydia is not very envious.

It's not that she hasn't slept in a thatched cottage, not to mention that she has to press her legs in the palace during class!

Lydia followed Madam Catherine without looking sideways, which changed Madam Catherine's view of her quite a bit.

Walking to the small tea room where the female guests were received, Ms. De Boer personally brought some refreshments, and then lifted a small exquisite pink porcelain pot to pour them a cup of scented tea.

"Why didn't you tell the servants to do it?" Madam Catherine frowned, as if she wanted to reprimand the servants who didn't do their duty.

"Mom," Miss de Boer pulled out a chair and sat down beside it, "I wanted to make the tea myself, and I wanted to brew it for my mother."

Lydia could see with the naked eye that Lady Catherine's expression on the opposite side had eased a lot.

Mrs. Catherine glanced at her daughter complainingly, and asked again, "Miss Bennet, since you said that this is yours, how can you prove that it is yours?"

Then Lydia touched the left skirt pocket and took out a pendant of a different color but a similar style.This is something she asked the system for blueprints and sewed by herself, as an example, and she asked for things back.

And if someone asked her why the pendant disappeared out of thin air, she would say that she didn't know.

"101 is my lucky number," Lydia explained, "I made this at the time, and I also added some of my own preferences to it."

Madame de Boer took another pendant, looked it over and over, and was silent for a while.

Her slender fingers tightened slightly, and she held one of the pendants in her palm, and then reluctantly let go.

Spreading her hands, letting Lydia take the two pendants, Madam Catherine felt that her hands were bleeding.The daughter next to her seemed to be a little out of breath, almost breaking her heart.

No, something has to be done.

She looked at Lydia and said suddenly, "Can you sell one of them to the De Boer family? I will pay enough for it."

Mrs. Catherine sighed, gritted her teeth and continued, "My family is not short of money, but my daughter is not in good health and needs this thing very much. If I can give up my love... I am willing to pay [-] pounds."

Speaking of which, this is already the limit. According to her usual habits, it is almost always others who please her, and it is rare for her to beg others.

Lydia froze for a moment, then looked at Miss de Boer who was sitting quietly beside her.She is not in good health?

Indeed, upon closer inspection, Miss de Boer's complexion was pale, and her breathing was a little difficult. It seemed that it was because she had taken the pendant.

"Yes, I..." Miss de Boer looked carefully at this new friend, "I'm born with a bad heart, and I seem to be out of breath occasionally."

She tried her best to suppress the discomfort in her lungs, knowing that once she got sick at this time, Mrs. Catherine would probably attack Lydia.

"Is that so? Alright," Lydia picked up the lost pendant and looked at it.

Standing up again, he stuffed something into Miss Boer's palm, "Then I'll give this to you first."

Miss Boer, who got the pendant, was obviously better.

Holding the fluffy pendant, she gave Lydia a grateful look.

Mrs. Catherine on the side first breathed a sigh of relief, but became vigilant again.

It's so easy to talk, maybe there are other plans?

Seeing Mrs. Catherine's eyes as if she was facing a big enemy, as if Lydia was going to empty out her family in the next second, Lydia smiled.

"Ma'am, don't be nervous." Lydia straightened the shawl on her body in a leisurely manner, "I just want to ask you an easy matter that can be solved with your mouth, but it has nothing to do with money. .”

She softened her tone and begged, "Our sisters have just arrived in London, and we don't know anyone. I'm afraid something might go wrong at the Queen's ball. I'd like to ask you to be kind, to help, and to introduce us to who is who. , so as not to offend some nobles without knowing it."

Lady Catherine did relax.

She leaned back freely, and nestled comfortably on the gold-wrapped cushion embroidered with big roses. The tassels were exactly the same color as her coat, which matched perfectly.

Madam Catherine looked at Lydia with admiring eyes, but she was quite satisfied.

I wanted to put up the airs to teach the younger generation, but I couldn't help my daughter's coquettish gaze, and the words twisted abruptly, "Well, it seems that you still have some ideas. If I remember correctly, you still have some ideas. Four sisters?"

"Bring them with you tomorrow, and I'll tell you about these things," Madam Catherine said proudly, "It's getting late, I'll send the housekeeper to take you back."

Sitting on the carriage, Lydia didn't have time to marvel at how luxurious and comfortable the noble carriage was, she quietly took out her left and right hands from the side pockets, and gave herself a high five.

Plan pass!

If they can't find a suitable introducer for the ball, they may be left out as soon as they enter the venue.

Obviously, according to Cousin Collins, Mrs. de Boer, who has been widowed for a long time and has always kept in touch with the nobles, is a good choice.

[Host,] The system weakly interrupted Lydia's happy moment, [Your hard work is not worth enough. 】

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Longborn House.

It was long after the Bennet sisters had left that the courier delivered the second letter from Lady Catherine.

It is said that because of some twists and turns on the road, by the time Collins got the letter, most of the wax had fallen off.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Collins," the messenger hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice was dry, "something happened in the middle."

He showed a bitter and helpless smile, "You may not believe everything I said, but I'm sorry, your letter was taken away by a parrot, and I managed to get it back."

Collins checked the letter carefully and found that there was indeed no trace of artificial opening.With a wave of his hand, he excused the late letter.

"It's okay," he said gently, "the Lord will bless you."

When he returned to his room, he took out the carving knife, and with a very happy mood, he hummed and cut the letter decorated with the Boer family crest.

Skipping over the gorgeous rhetoric and meaningless clichés, he looked back carefully.

Seeing one of the lines, his eyes suddenly froze...

"If your relative and friend Miss Bennet really has a lost item, please be sure to invite her to my manor—"

Miss Bennet?

Collins felt that he had missed something in his haste to find a suitable fiancée because of Lady Catherine's sympathy and concern in his last letter.

He bit his quill, and began to write a letter to London.

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Lydia and Miss de Boer will be close friends in the future.

The next chapter is a copy of Jane Eyre!