[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

When they came to the door the next day, Miss de Boer had prepared snacks and tea and was waiting for them in the reception room.

The housekeeper in a tuxedo respectfully led her into the room, and Lydia soon saw her new friends.

Until she sat on the sofa holding hands, she still felt incredible.

In the past, Lydia, let alone aristocrats, had few close circles.

She is arrogant, she is vain, and even when someone refutes, she starts to talk loudly with that person until that person no longer talks to her.

What about now?

She leaned on the soft and comfortable kapok sofa, put delicate white gloves on the armrest of the sofa made of red cedar, smiled and listened to the sisters' discussion.

The current life seems to have really become a dream, a dream that I don't know when it will be broken.

Lydia always had a feeling of uneasiness, as if her dreams would shatter when she hit them, like a crystal ball in a gypsy tent.

After much deliberation, she finally decided to ask.

"System," she sank into the soft sofa, "did you do something wrong?"

Lydia always felt that something was wrong. She used to be silly and naive, but now that she has learned something, she feels like being fooled when she thinks about it.

How could it be possible that everyone seemed to be bewitched by him?First it was my four older sisters, and then this Miss Anne de Boere.

They ignored their strangeness, even beautified it, and cast envious glances at her.

Elizabeth would never trust the so-called "system" so credulously, let alone study with them. After Lydia picked up this thing and she found it, she would scold her for throwing away "this thing" immediately, so as not to bring anything to the family. trouble.

Having been sisters for so many years, even if Lydia and Elizabeth were not very close a few years ago, she knew that Elizabeth was not a soft persimmon.

Lydia thought about it carefully, "Is there something wrong with that ribbon?"

Everything was uneventful until she came home, even when Elizabeth was called to the study by her father.

Until she took out the ribbon to prove that she had a system.

Then, as if they were confused by something, the sisters suddenly fell into the embrace of the "system" without vigilance.Meanwhile, all five sisters keep the secret.

And it seems that by coincidence, Miss Ball and Lady Catherine also made the same decision.

Lydia remembered what Ms. Anne said when she handed the things to her.

"Always be wary of the unknown, beware of enemies in the dark."

Lydia couldn't help shivering. Is the enemy in the dark the system?

"Is there any use for you to arrange these?"

After shouting for so long, the system that is usually active on time did not respond at all.

On the contrary, it was Miss de Boer, who seemed not quite right from her face, and poured her a cup of flower and fruit tea.

"Lydia, you don't look very well," she said softly, "Aren't you interested in my gallery?"

gallery? ?

Lydia regained consciousness, only to find that the surroundings were empty, only she and Miss Boer were sitting here.

"Sorry," Lydia said shyly, "I was just in a daze..."

Miss Boer politely avoided the topic, "It's nothing. The weather is fine today, do you want to go outside for a walk?"

She smiled at Lydia. "Maybe it'll be more comfortable for a walk."

Lydia looked at the weather outside, and it was indeed very good. The sun was shining, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the ground was dyed a light golden color.

But it looked too hot, and such a big sun is really uncommon in England.

"I think so too. The weather is really good today," Lydia lowered her head and straightened her skirt. "But it's still too hot. I think it's more comfortable to stay indoors. What do you think?"

She accidentally caught a glimpse of the pendant hanging on Miss Boll's waist, and she always felt a little familiar.

"This is the amulet you gave me," Miss Boll smiled shyly when she saw her gaze, "I asked the maid to decorate it a bit."

She lifted the thin thread at one end, and the pendant painted with pansies carefully twirled, and the bell at the bottom of the belt rang crisply.

After sitting face to face for a while, and chatting about what kind of hat should match the boots, Lydia finally felt bored.

"How about, let's go to the gallery?" She suggested, "Sitting like this all the time, I'm afraid it's not good for your health."

"Of course." Miss Boer stood up gently, and the little bird took Lydia's arm in a gentle manner.

Only then did Lydia realize that she seemed to be a little taller than her peers.Well, as the third tallest girl in the family, maybe not a little taller.

"Your older sisters should be on the other side of the corridor," Miss Boll pulled her back, "Then let's go to the study, there are also many treasures over there."

She doesn't look like she did when we first met, it seems that her healthy body has brought her some vitality.

But I don't know how long the protective cover that I sent out rashly can be used, after all, it doesn't even have a shelf life written on it!

[The protective cover can last forever, the system has changed everyone, and now Miss Boer should be able to live in a healthy way, and she can do whatever she wants], the system popped up suddenly.

"Are you finally willing to come out?" Lydia sarcastically said, "Don't go, answer me, what did you do to them?"

The system started to play dead again.

Although I still haven't figured out the previous problem, at least Miss Boer's safety is fine, and the system will never lie to her about this kind of thing.

Lydia breathed a sigh of relief, and Miss Ball led her to the study.

It's okay, it's still a long time, ask slowly, you can always know what's going on.

As she thought so, she followed Miss Ball into the ornately decorated library.

The library combines Rococo and Baroque styles, the color saturation is very high, and the fixed bookcases are neatly presented in front of the visitors, decorated with exquisite patterns so that they will not be boring.

The walls are covered with paintings, plants are placed in pairs in the corners, and the side is where the wall clock is.

Just on the hour, the woodpecker popped out from the middle of the delicate door, startling Lydia.

The wall clock in her home is just a simple style, but a simulated bird popped out of Miss Boll's house, which really makes one's scalp tense.

She took a step back subconsciously, her arm hit the metal picture frame, and she hissed in pain.

Lydia looked down, there was no bruise on her fair arm, she breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the painting that she had "touched".

"Are you okay?" Miss Boer asked nervously, "I'm really sorry, I forgot to put a soft cloth on the lower painting bag, because there are not many people in the family..."

"It's okay." Lydia folded her arms lightly, looking at this magnificent painting, "The name of this painting is..."

Her eyes froze on the row of small characters below.

"Visitors from Thornfield Manor"?

Miss Boer also came over, and she looked at the signature below with some doubts, Jane Eyre.

It is a line of clean and tidy fonts, it doesn't look like a man's handwriting, but a woman's writing.

"Visitors from Thornfield Manor?" Miss Ball asked puzzledly, "Is this a new painting my mother bought? I don't remember having this painting at home..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was fascinated by the sudden gust of wind that swept out of the painting.

Lydia fumbled for her hand, trying to stand still in the weird wind.

When the wind gradually dissipated and disappeared, another rather strange scene appeared in front of him.

They seem to have fallen into the painting, and in front of them is the family banquet scene in the painting, and in the middle is an old gypsy man wearing a robe to cover his face.

Somehow, no one seemed surprised by their sudden appearance.

Lydia and Miss Ball seemed to blend into this environment smoothly.

The author has something to say: popular science: 1. The interior decoration in the Victorian period is basically a combination of Rococo, Baroque, and classical styles, and because of the magical humid weather in Britain, the interiors mostly use relatively high-saturation colors to brighten the mood

2. Simple beauty was not popular in the Victorian period. The murals can be hung all over the place, and there must be no plants in the room (otherwise you will lose your soul!!!)

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I have two things to say today:

1 is that I want to enter v!Thank you very much for being here since I haven’t signed a contract yet. Although I’m stuck on the copywriting, I’ll say it again. This book will start to be reversed on Thursday, and there will be three changes at that time. Thank you for your support for so long orz From 28 to reverse v, the little angels who have seen it remember not to buy it by mistake.

But no one commented yesterday, did I write too slowly duck qvq cry first

2 is that the next chapter will enter the copy of Jane Eyre orz will not be super multi-chapter, after all, it is just to write out the previous foreshadowing, and it has to write about the dance and saving people

I also want everyone's favorites and comments today!Make a wistful sound / if no one comments I'll delete this later (sneaky)