[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

However, how did this lady know that Wixham had received an invitation letter?

The ladies knew that she was not a regular guest of the queen's banquet, and today's banquet was so mixed, how did she recognize it?

The waiter in a black and white tuxedo confirmed the result, and indeed he came in with a fake invitation letter, and politely asked him to leave.

And Wickham asked a little impatiently, "Why? I'm friends with him, so I can't come in?"

"Sorry, sir, we really don't have this precedent, and there has never been such a rule," the waiter said, "According to the rules, you need to pay a large sum of money as compensation for pretending to be someone else's invitation letter without an invitation. "

Wickham glanced anxiously at the crowd who started talking again, and his mood was not very happy.

"I don't have any money." He simply broke the can, patted his pocket and said, "Go to Darcy at Pemberley Manor!"

He glanced around maliciously, and said loudly, "After all, he owes me this."

Wickham still insisted on his original statement, trying to hold Darcy on his feet, and refused to admit that he was lying before.

Some people were shaken, thinking that if Wixham was so persistent, maybe what he said was true?

After all, the words are so sincere.If it's fake, I'm afraid I won't say it so emphatically and resolutely, right?

"Don't be stupid," another group of people whispered to their close friends. "He can lie once and then do it a second time. He can sneak into the queen's banquet. Does he think anyone here can get in?"

According to the law, illegally pretending to be another person to break into the Queen's banquet, not only will you lose some money, but the gentleman may even spend some time in jail.

Before he was politely asked to leave by the waiter, he turned his head full of malice and glanced at Lydia who was standing next to Lady Catherine, as if he wanted to keep her face in his mind.

Lydia wanted to raise her head and scold this shameless guy again, but Madam Catherine held her hand down.

Lady Catherine shook her head slightly, and she had to swallow what she had to say.

Could it be that there is something hidden in it?And it's still a secret that can't be told to outsiders?

It should be a family secret when it comes to this kind of thing.No wonder he was caught by Wixham.

[It should be about his sister,] the system appeared again, [His sister seems to have been abducted and smuggled by this big brother. Although the matter is over, Darcy and his relatives have received similar threats. 】

"Don't you want to keep this kind of scum for the New Year?" Lydia was shocked.

【Then he joined the Legion," the system said helplessly, 【And he held a handle in his hand, the wild fire is endless, the spring breeze...】

"The spring breeze blows again, I know that," Lydia asked, "is there no other way?"

[Yes,] the system said, [but your hard work is gone.not at all. 】

It hinted vaguely, [Host, don't you think about ending your... vacation? 】

"This is the end, I will go back to do the task you said at night," Lydia said perfunctorily.

At this time, a lady who had just helped Mrs. Catherine stepped forward.

She fanned her fan a little, and chatted with Mrs. Catherine half-hidden about the family affairs.

Then he asked casually, "Miss, how did you find out that Wixham is a liar just now?"

Lydia saw the people behind her, and she was probably curious about this, so she encouraged this lady who had a good relationship with Mrs. Catherine to come up and ask questions.

She smiled, "I don't think the queen would invite such a person to the banquet."

"Seeing how he couldn't argue with me just now," Lydia pressed her fingers on the handle of the fan and smiled, "I roughly guessed that this is not the first time he has framed others."

She sighed again, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "As for a girl from the countryside like me, I'm used to being outspoken, and I'm not afraid of these things. I'm just worried that some ladies from noble backgrounds will also be framed, but it's hard to tell." rebuttal."

"Yes," the strange lady echoed, "If such a person threatens others, don't they just open their mouths? There is no evidence, just one mouth can sum up everything. Rumors hurt people, if a person who cares about reputation An introverted girl, I'm afraid she will die of embarrassment because of this."

The crowd began to discuss again, but their tone changed, from accusing Darcy secretly to condemning Wickham unanimously.

And finally shifted the focus of the topic, and moved her from "recognizing the savage who ran in with sharp eyes" to "whether any lady has been slandered like this casually".

Lydia, who had successfully retired, quietly hugged the parchment in her arms, and planned to say goodbye to Mrs. Catherine next to her, and chat with her sister Kitty.

"Go, it's better for you young people to stay together," Madam Catherine put her arms around her again, and whispered in her ear, "I'm really sorry for your trouble just now."

"It's nothing, ma'am," Lydia looked at no one was paying attention to this direction, and playfully curtsied to her, "It's my honor."

The noisy hall was almost full of people. Lydia looked left and right, but Kitty was nowhere to be seen.

Is it the dessert station in the back?Or went to the garden?

Lydia was a little hesitant to go out to look for it, but she saw Kitty dragging her skirt and entering the banquet hall one after another with the Mr. Sharp whom she met in the morning.

The band was still playing loud music, but Lydia couldn't hear anything.

She saw that Kitty's eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears on her face, and her skirt seemed to be wrinkled, and there were even a few blades of grass on the corners.

God, she didn't remember Kitty being in such a mess after she was ten years old.

Are you being bullied?Or did this decent-looking Mr. Sharp say something that made Kitty cry?

Lydia knew Kitty's character very well. She could sew a dozen hours of clothes in her room without stopping, and she could dance a dozen dances with visiting officers or gentlemen.

Compared to Lydia who was easily angered, Kitty was more restrained and calm. Although she was more detached than the other three, she didn't cause much trouble at all.

Of course, except for the situation where Lydia persuaded her and the two of them fooled around together, after all, Kitty and Lydia were the best.

Lydia didn't have time to praise her good eyesight, she just wanted to go over to see what happened to her sister.

Holding the skirt, she ran forward, avoiding pairs of men and women who were spinning, and tried her best to walk in the direction of her sister.

When she came to Kitty panting lightly, Mr. Sharp had spotted her.

Kitty was walking forward with her head down, until she saw a familiar skirt, her eyes lit up, and she threw herself into Lydia's arms.

Lydia subconsciously stretched out her arms and hugged her own Kitty.

Kitty is a little shorter than Lydia, so the hug just fits Kitty into Lydia's arms.

Lydia coaxed in a low voice, then patted Kitty on the back, allowing her to bury her face on her shoulder.

After coaxing for a while, Lydia looked up and saw that Mr. Sharp was still there.

He looked at Kitty in Lydia's arms with some anxiety, his hands were tangled together, as if he wanted to say something.

Then he bit his lips again and swallowed the words back.

This is really queer, and it looks like this gentleman is as ridiculous as a kid.

Not to mention staying here to watch the behavior of the two sisters cuddling, it is really weird.

Lydia asked Mr. Sharp who had not left for a long time, "Excuse me, what's the matter with you staying here?"

It's good not to mention this, but upon hearing this, Mr. Sharp blushed like a rabbit.

He shook his head in a panic, "Nothing."

Looking at Kitty's brown hair rubbing towards him again, he said hesitantly, "...Miss Bennet, please, please take care."

What happened? ? ?Mr. Sharp's tone is so... miraculous?

Lydia glanced suspiciously at Mr. Sharp, but he seemed to be flustered, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Lydia's thoughts turned around, but she still said calmly on the surface, "I will, thank you for your greeting."

Anyway, this Mr. Sharp is greeting Miss Bennet, so any Miss Bennet can reply to her.

Mr. Sharp choked, and moved the corners of his mouth.

Lydia was upset to see him hesitate.

What should I say, who is wasting time?

Her time is valuable!Don't disturb her coaxing Kitty.

"Then I'll leave first," Mr. Sharp said, "I'm very sorry about today's incident."

He left this sentence without thinking, and walked outside.

Perhaps because he didn't notice, the pocket watch in his pocket slipped down without a sound and sank into the soft carpet.

Lydia not only saw it, but also looked at the direction he was walking, a little puzzled.

While thinking of this, she put her arms around Kitty, who was trembling a little.

Logically speaking, unless the queen gives permission, otherwise, during the banquet, you can't come in and out at will?

Of course, the Wickham kind can also go out.

Has the incident between this gentleman and Kitty reached the point where he would not hesitate to say that he entered the banquet hall as someone else?

Lydia just wanted to ask Kitty what she was doing, and then glanced at the crowd around her.

Forget it, let's talk about it when we go back.

When Jane noticed the situation here and rushed over to comfort Kitty, Lydia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

God, it's so hard to coax people.Especially for people like Lydia who are easily coaxed by clothes, shoes, and accessories when they cry, they really don't know how to coax others.

Lydia took a step forward, and quietly picked up the pocket watch by flicking her sock.

She always felt that it was not easy.

When they returned to the temporary residence on Courtney Avenue, Lydia got into Kitty's bed softly and entangled Kitty for a long time before she reluctantly told Lydia what happened. what.

Kitty lay lazily on her bed, seemingly unable to cheer up.She has been like this since she came back, it seems that the matter with Mr. Sharp has seriously affected her mood, and even the handsome gentleman passing by the road is not in the mood to look at it.

She talked about it slowly, "I asked, and I learned that this Mr. Sharp is a complete bachelor, never married, has no children, and has an income of about fifteen thousand pounds a year. He is a A fashion designer who studied abroad in France, and recently came back to inherit the family business when someone in his family passed away."

"And then?" Lydia asked a little puzzled.

"Then I thought this was a good man to marry," Kitty said. "I had a chat and it felt good. He and I got along very well. You know, there are not many people who get along like that. Not to mention that he is really good."

Lydia finally understood what Kitty wanted to express. She pressed her face on the pure white pillow, her hair loosened, and looked at Kitty.

"But I think he's too old," Lydia said bluntly. "He looks 40 to [-] years old, and he doesn't look very good. You're only seventeen, Kitty, take your time."

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