[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Since that day, Lydia avoided Darcy, and let the system temporarily close the mission world.

Just as the mission was over, she simply hid in her room, enjoying the feeding of her sisters, and comforting her fragile heart of her first love being shattered by the way.

Hmph, her sister is the best in the world, but she has no reason to be critical of others.Not to mention that two-legged frogs are rare, and men with two eyes are everywhere.

Recently, there are quite a few men who have gone out to strike up a conversation with their sisters, why should they compromise.

"Lydia," Kitty thumped up the stairs, and leaned over to the empty railing beside her, "what are you looking at?"

She asked suspiciously, "You have been in a bad mood for the past few days, what happened?"

"Also avoided Mr. Darcy's request to see him and Miss Ball's afternoon tea invitation." Mary leaned against the railing with the book in her hand, "For this, you don't even want to go downstairs to have breakfast now."

For the past two days, Lydia stayed at home, eating and drinking, and didn't go out. She just read and cooked. Even Miss Anne Boer's invitation was rejected, and she didn't know what she was doing.

The eyes of the two turned around on Lydia's body, and then returned to her face, did something happen?

Regarding the questioning of the two sisters, Lydia changed the topic quite casually.

"In the early morning, of course I leaned here to look at the sun." She was wearing a white nightgown, and her loose hair showed a sense of laziness. "Look, isn't this beautiful?"

Looking along the place she pointed, the light is scattered under the small window, the green shadow and the jumping floating light are intertwined, as if they are jumping, or a spoonful of gold powder accidentally poured by the gods under the window is constantly flowing. dance.

"There are so many good things." Lydia tilted her head and said playfully, "I don't have time to be sad."

"So you were really upset about something," said Elizabeth.

She was wearing a plain white linen shirt, her hair was cut short early, she casually pulled off her gloves and stuffed them into her pockets, then put her coat on the coat rack, and teased the three sisters above.

On Elizabeth's body, the feminine curves were covered up with the special medicine provided by the system, and the makeup blurred the soft feminine features of the face, replacing them with hard edges and straight facial lines.

Not to mention that the current Elizabeth has a cool short haircut, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, revealing a sassy look that cannot be concealed. It is hard to doubt that she is actually a girl.

Thanks to the Queen's help, Elizabeth, who finished reporting in Cambridge, got a separate room and some procedural conveniences.When Lydia and the others move back home from this house, she will also carry her suitcase and live in the new dormitory.

She glanced back and forth, "Where's Jane?"

Speaking of this, Lydia sighed.

"She went out early in the morning." Lydia changed her position to relieve her aching and numb arms. "Maybe she went to Miss Gore's."

Miss Gore was the famous nurse with whom Jane was both a teacher and a friend.Although she and several others had tried to persuade her, and had gone to Miss Gore to entreat her, it was to no avail.

Jane seemed to have made up her mind this time, no matter how many people tried to persuade her, she would not listen.For this reason, Jane, who has always been good-tempered, rarely spoke with a heavy tone.

"I want to do what I want to do!" Jane's words that day were really deafening, "I want to do something with my own hands, anything, no one wants to be trapped in a small cage after seeing the world. "

Jane has always been a gentle and tolerant big sister. Before Lydia had a system, she was willing to share her character with everyone. She was not stubborn. Who would have thought that Jane would go into a corner here?

"She... well," Elizabeth leaned on the sofa and sighed, "Mr. Bingley delivered a letter yesterday and wants to come to the door. Has he come today?"

They will go home in two days, and logically speaking, except for Elizabeth who told the family in advance, the other four will all go back.

"Not yet," Lydia went downstairs cautiously, holding her skirt, "If he doesn't come again, he may not see Jane for the last time."

After the four of them had a simple lunch, Jane came back.

Her hair was neatly tied, and her clothes were clean and tidy, unlike the previous few times she went to Miss Gore's place.

"Where have you been, Jane?" Elizabeth got up from the sofa, and pulled her around a few times, "We're so worried, you really should leave us a message."

"I'm fine," Jane said with a smile. "In the morning, at the invitation of Miss Love, I went to the school where she works part-time to have a look."

Although Jane said it was all right, she checked up and down several times to make sure there was no mistake, so she let go of Jane's hand.

At this moment, Lydia also surrounded her, "Miss Love?"

She froze for a moment, "Miss Jane Eyre with the same name as you? How do you know her?"

Logically speaking, no one knows about Miss Eyre except for Miss Ball and Darcy. She didn't tell her sisters about it?

"Speaking of which, Miss Love asked me to be a lobbyist." Jane looked at Lydia a little funny, "Mr. Darcy proposed to you some time ago?"

She thought about it carefully, "Is it the day you came back with a rose in your hand? On your birthday?"

"...Yes," Lydia was a little frustrated, "how could he even say that."

I also asked Miss Ai to help, if I can't reach her, I will find her sister!hateful!

"I don't know what's going on between you two," said a frustrated Lydia, who was led to sit on the edge of the sofa by Jane, "but Lydia, Mr. Darcy is indeed a good character, and you know him well, rich, gentleman, If you admire each other, I think Mr. Darcy is a good choice as a husband."

Jane touched Lydia's hair gently, "Lydia is an older child too."

She vaguely remembered how Lydia followed her begging for sweets when she was a child, and in a blink of an eye, someone came to propose marriage.

"And Jane," whispered Lydia, "how about you and Mr. Bingley?"

Jian Mingming and Mr. Bingley also hit it off.If Mr. Bingley is not too easily influenced, Jane's personality is not so tough, and Darcy's nonsense is missing, the two must be a very happy couple.

"Mr. Bingley and I are not suitable," Jane said softly. "I like him very much, and he likes me very much, but he is not so firm in his own ideas, and I hope that others will take the initiative and lack the step. We Nothing wrong."

It just doesn't fit.

"But..." Lydia couldn't hold back, "Mr. Darcy said bad things about you in the middle, he hates it! It was he who talked nonsense in the middle that persuaded Mr. Bingley..."

Before she could finish her childish words, Jane hugged her into her arms.

"Don't lose your temper, Lydia," Jane said softly. "You and I both know that if Mr. Bingley is firm in himself, he will not be disturbed. Here, I understand Mr. Darcy, he is indeed a loyal man." No one can watch a friend fall into the 'pit of fire' without warning him. Not to mention that Miss Bingley and her sister may have participated in the persuasion, and you can't blame Mr. Darcy for it."

Kitty gave a short laugh on the sidelines, and was glared at by Elizabeth.

"I didn't blame him," Lydia sighed, "Jane, don't feel guilty, I'm not because of you..."

Looking into Jane's eyes, Lydia had no choice but to confess, "Well, there is indeed a part of it because of this, but not all of it."

"...that's pretty much it."

After talking about the cause, Lydia was almost parched.

She quickly picked up the teacup and drank some water, moistening her already hoarse throat.

After hearing her story, several sisters reacted differently.

Mary had already taken out her shorthand notebook, trying to record those novel sayings and things, and muttering something in her mouth.

Jane and Elizabeth thought for a moment, seemingly in disbelief.

Kitty covered her mouth, "Lydia, you really are." She raised her eyebrows exaggeratedly at her, "It's really not like you before."

"You're still talking about me," Lydia said not to be outdone, "The gentleman who came to visit a few days ago, who are you?"

She was sitting at the table a few days ago, but she could see clearly that a gentleman slipped a note through the grille of the door, and even let his own cat in, just for the sake of drawing with Ki Dee spoke.

"I'm not like you," said Kitty, smiling. "I know he's after me. How about you?"

The puppet cat lying in her arms let out a "mi".

"...I'm just dull, what's the matter," Lydia fell down on the sofa unhappily, "and I hate it so much when he talks about our family, he looks like he is accepting trouble for the sake of love."

"Well, do you like him or not?" Elizabeth said, "What he said makes sense, after all, our family's situation is indeed like this. How should I put it, there may be more problems with his attitude than your "three views." 'difference?"

Lydia thumped her palms, and the focus immediately went off the rails.

"Yes!" She said excitedly, "That's the word, Sanguan! Next time I see him, I must use this word!"

"I saw that you didn't listen well in class," Mary said with a bit of disgust, "You are the king of desertion, and you have the ability to not be caught by the teacher."

She touched the notes in her pocket, "Go back and make up your lessons. But you don't really plan to travel right away, do you?"

"No, it's so fast," Lydia yawned without any ladylike self-consciousness, "I'm planning to go out later and carry the bag I haven't started to make, but I have to help you hide it when the time comes. "

"Of course. Wait, what is 'see you next time'? Do you still want to meet him?" Kitty asked incredulously, "I really don't understand you."

"See you," Lydia snorted, "Don't you also keep in touch with that Mr. McCann? You even took his cat."

She looked greedily at the cat under Kitty's hand, which was spread out obediently, and casually licked Kitty's belly, "I want one too."

Before Lydia stretched out her claws, Jane, who was silent beside her, spoke.

"Lydia, what are you going to do next?" she asked, "Do you still keep in touch with him? Or do you just end the relationship?"

"Emotion?" Lydia shivered, "I feel like the relationship between me and him is friendship, not emotion."

Seeing the completely disbelieving eyes of her sisters, she hurriedly changed her words, "Emotions, feelings, whatever you say is what it is."

Before she could decide whether to cut off Darcy's communication, the cat in Kitty's arms purred softly, causing her to exclaim.

The cat briskly jumped off the sofa, and then nimbly jumped to the window sill.

Apart from a few pots of decorative flowers on the window sill, there is just a silly face.

"Mr. Bingley!" exclaimed Kitty.

Lydia turned her head to look, and the cat gracefully raised its front paw, and slapped it on the piece of glass that was close to Bentley's face.

The sound is quite crisp.