[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

It is true that Kitty passed her seventeenth birthday before leaving, and Mrs. Bennet did make a big statement about it.

"Kitty, I think it would be better for you to marry out as soon as possible. There are many rich people in London. If you take this opportunity to find a nobleman, you don't have to worry about your future life." Mrs. Bennet held the cake steadily, and took the opportunity to Pulled out her old thread.

"When a girl grows up, it becomes more and more difficult to marry every year. When she becomes an old girl, she can only marry casually," she obviously meant.

Lydia still remembers that Mrs. Bennet's words made a group of people blackfaced, including Collins and his fiancée Charlotte who came to the birthday dinner.

Collins clearly looked down on him because of this sentence. After all, he, a poor priest who is only recognized by nobles, is not a rich man.

And the good-tempered Charlotte is because of the phrase "old girl", obviously mocking herself for marrying Collins casually.

Although she said that she was fine on the spot, her attitude towards Kitty obviously calmed down, and she got along with Elizabeth without embarrassment.

It was Kitty who apologized to her again and made an apology before reluctantly returning to the original relationship.

To some extent, Mrs. Bennet can be regarded as a "strange person".

But the few of them privately felt that Kitty was only seventeen, so there was no need to think about it so much.Even Mary said bluntly that she would not show weakness under her mother's constant urging to get married, let alone Lydia.

But...Looking at the situation, Kitty wants to have sex with Mr. Sharp first?

Kitty bit her lip, and said a fact a little annoyed.

"I just proposed to him, but he refused."

At the same time, a certain house on Manresa Road.

"She just proposed to me," said the young man.

Logically speaking, this should have been the lines of a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s.

He should have his own tailor shop, a design studio under his name, have studied abroad, and is a golden bachelor.

But in fact, it was a young gentleman in his early twenties who said this sentence.

He has brown curly hair, with unruly eyebrows and eyes, but a little blush on his face.

McCann fiddled with the hood that had blown off a bit, a little uneasy and a little fidgety.

He was a bit at a loss as to what to do.

The big brother next to him continued to sign the document, "Isn't that just right? Anyway, you are pretending to be a ghost, and the ladies around you don't like you. This Miss Bennet can actually see your inner self through your dress. Isn't this the perfect wife that came to your door? You can go out if you have nothing else to do, and I will go to the wedding."

The ticking of the pendulum beside him did not affect his writing speed. The study room was neatly furnished, simple and clear, and it was obviously his private study room.

"But I said no," McCann said, a little bewildered.

It was rare for this boy who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth to speak like this, but this sentence finally made his elder brother look up and condescend to look at his younger brother who is not very intelligent.

"Since you don't like it, you won't see each other in the future." The eldest brother relaxed a little, and said quite gently, "Don't worry, this time the queen invited Miss Bennet's family just by accident."

The elder brother put down the pen in his hand, closed the lid, and looked at his younger brother, "So what are you hesitating about, Dana?"

Dana McCann, who was suddenly asked a question, paused for a moment, and her face became even redder.

"I, I actually think she is a good candidate as a wife," he stammered, "I get along very well with her."

"Then you still rejected this Miss Bennet at the banquet?" The nerves on the side of the elder brother's eyebrows jumped, and he wanted to beat up his younger brother who didn't play cards according to common sense.

"That's really congratulations." He shrugged and sat back on the chair again. "Unfortunately, the lady you mentioned may not be able to propose to you again after such humiliation. Do you regret it?"

"I turned her down because, because I thought we didn't talk too much," Dana thought of the young lady who was not as tall as his shoulders.

She was absolutely beautiful, and she seemed to sparkle when she talked about her interests.

Dana thinks that she should be a good hostess in a French-style manor full of roses, making a cup of tea and serving some snacks in the courtyard. As the sun goes down, she holds a book and chats softly with her husband, talking about the possibility of rejuvenation. And laugh, like a daisy in bloom.

And not long after he inherited his uncle's inheritance, there is indeed such a...

Dana stopped his own thoughts, and it was almost done here.He turned to his brother and said with a little regret, "I wanted to talk to her again, I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect that as a lady, she would propose to you in such a short period of time?" The elder brother snorted, "I'm so sorry, the first time I met Louise, I fell in love with her." love river."

Louise is the eldest brother's wife and the mistress of the house.

Coincidentally, she happened to come over to deliver the freshly made coffee in person, and when she heard this sentence, she gave her husband a small thump.

"What happened, Dana?" she asked with a smile.

"He rejected a lady who had a crush on him," the eldest brother snorted dissatisfiedly, and tapped the coffee cup with a spoon, "and then he actually had a crush on this lady..."

"To what extent did you refuse?" Louise McCann asked, "If you just refused to talk, maybe..."

Maybe it can be saved.

"I declined her marriage proposal," Dana said dejectedly.

"Ah, then this is really..." It's hopeless, just wait for death.Louise glanced at her uncle's dejected expression, and covered her mouth.

"It's okay, Dana, you'll forget her soon," Louise reassured, "there will be a girl more suitable for you soon."

This was undoubtedly an arrow in the chest, Dana's whole body was almost pierced by these words.

He gritted his teeth, "But I can't imagine her becoming someone else's wife."

"Why did you refuse at that time?" the eldest brother said ruthlessly, "Just think about it now. Don't lose your family."

At that time, I had the courage to reject others, but now I regret it here, what did I do long ago?Think the family is wholesale regret medicine?

"I just didn't say anything..." Then Miss Bennet seemed to think he refused.

"Coward!" The eldest brother sneered.

"Okay, okay," Louise persuaded, "is it the first time Dana gets along so happily with an English lady? Do you want him to go back to France and marry you a French girl as a 'sister-in-law'? "

The eldest brother immediately fell silent, and his mood was always gentle and soft by his wife's side.

Dana, who was new to the road, asked humbly, "Then sister-in-law, if I still want to pursue her," his face seemed to be burning, "Is there any way?"

Although I am a little embarrassed, after chatting with the lady named Catherine Bennet, now I think about it, the two are really speculative, every point of view is very speculative, not to mention that she is really beautiful and...

Crack, a pile of thick documents hit him on the head.

"Don't think about it, my dear brother," the elder brother looked condescendingly at Dana, who was holding his head in the air, "help me run errands. As for other things... that depends on your performance."

Lydia turned off the evening task, tossed and turned in bed, and looked at Kitty, who had finished venting and was already fast asleep.

She didn't care about the pillows on the floor that were tossed and tossed by the two of them over and over again, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

This sudden incident caught her off guard.

To be honest, it was really hard for her to imagine how Kitty could do such a thing.

[Probably because she had a pleasant chat with this gentleman,] the system popped up, [She seems to like this gentleman quite a lot. 】

"Just kidding," retorted Lydia, "the most I like is his glib mouth! He's ugly and old, and he's got so much money that he's not married yet. And he's refusing Kitty, there must be some disease! "

Maybe there is something wrong with the brain!Pooh!

The system escaped.

She repeated what she had done just now, and thought to herself, "Why would Kitty confess? Will that scumbag tell the truth? Why would Kitty confess..."

The consequence of staying up late was that Lydia went out listlessly with two big dark circles under her eyes the next day.

She had almost forgotten who she was when Kitty dragged her up in the morning.

The insane "Don't bother me, Darcy" is about to say, but fortunately, his sanity is still there, remembering that Darcy can't sleep in an embroidered dress, let alone run beside her to wake her up.

Thinking of Darcy's embroidered dress, she shivered and woke up immediately.

Lydia wondered if she had yelled something stupid just now, and then put on her shoes and got out of bed to eat.

After changing into her formal clothes for going out, Lydia yawned and walked towards the London Library with Kitty in her arms.

She had been to London before, and she had been to the library at that time, and it happened that Kitty was going to check the information, and she could come with her, just to relax.

Lydia thought of having to go home in a few days, and had to have a headache.

Jane actually got the letter from Hertfordshire the day after the ball.

Collins asked them if they had lost anything, and his tone was one-respectful and polite.

It was a completely different person from the frightened look he had when he announced that he would marry Charlotte.

I don't know what it would be like if he knew that he had become friends with the "extremely noble lady" he said.

Lydia was humming a country tune, holding an umbrella to shade her, and at the same time discussing with Kitty the many new styles she saw yesterday.

"Let me tell you," Lydia said secretly, "there are so many handsome guys in the London library! They are very bookish, and although they look puzzled, they are still very handsome." She looked quite experienced. .

Kitty watched Lydia wink at her and burst out laughing.

In doing so, the dark clouds in Kitty's heart, which was not in a clear mood at first, dissipated a little.

Putting the small bag on the public seat, watching Kitty float into the library as if entering a dream place with straight eyes, Lydia couldn't wait to get up.

The last time she came here was to discuss novels with the editor, and basically what she brought back were handwritten writing skills, but this time it was different.

Heart bubbles almost popping, Lydia's mind is full of adventure, adventure and adventure.

She burrowed into the bookshelf on the first floor and rummaged through relevant information.

She picked and picked, and finally found a copy of 'Best-selling Nordic Adventure Handbook-Those Little Secrets You Don't Know'.

Leaning against the gray glass, Lydia looked at the window frame, and sat down with a book in her arms.

Today is not a sunny day. I originally brought an umbrella for shade, but now it is raining unexpectedly.But of course rainy days in London are always unpredictable.

A little rain hit the window, playing a brisk music.

Lydia turned to the next page intently, planning to read on, but there was a crisp and light knocking sound in her ears.

She turned her head to look, and it was Darcy who was wet all over.

His hair was wet from the rain, and his clothes were also splashed with some water stains.

But he held a bouquet of clean, refreshing roses in his hand.

Darcy freed one hand, breathed a sigh of relief on the glass, and began to write awkwardly.

It's strange that he would commit such a faux pas... what was he writing about?

The author has something to say: ah, I am a little fool, I changed it twice and forgot to add this sentence

1. The English word for 'sister-in-law' should be 'sister-in-law', which means sister/sister in the legal sense

The place of mouth is person/wife orz, other people/wife, I didn't expect Jinjiang to be so exciting

McCann: Hey, wife chasing crematorium

McCann, the original character, the youngest son of the aristocrat, returned from a study tour in France, just inherited the legacy of his relatives, and loves to toss himself (and his family) very much

Mrs. Bennet: Another son-in-law!

Finally let Darcy out!Happy Saturday, little angels! ! ! !happy holidays!

By the way, won't it be enough to watch....?Really?Really? Are you sure?

Hey, little angels, if you want to add it, please let me know in the comment section?