[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

The breeze blows through this small manor, making a delicate rustling sound.

The maids are carefully rolling up their sleeves and busy putting bouquets into vases.

The carriage creaked past the door, and after many years, the five heirs of the house returned.

Mrs. Bennet commanded the servants to clean and decorate the house in a vigorous manner, while Mr. Bennet sat reading a book.

upstairs.

Lydia sat in front of the mirror, motionless, letting Kitty help her with her hairstyle and wedding dress.

"This is probably the penultimate time I've helped you with your clothes, and there's another one tomorrow," Kitty said with some sadness, "I didn't expect you to get married soon."

"Actually, my dear Kitty," Lydia rolled her eyes, "you said the same thing three years ago, and my brother-in-law didn't stop you from coming out to play with me."

Kitty shrugged. "I'd just leave him and go out, and he'd probably just say, 'Oh dear, it's...it's not bad', and hide in a corner by himself, depressed."

Kitty has been married for three years, but she is still passionate about the design and processing of clothing, which has not changed at all.Unlike several others, she didn't want to follow her husband's surname, but kept her own surname and ran the "Bennet" clothing store.

This undoubtedly made her suffer a little criticism, but Kitty didn't care about it. The relationship between her and her husband was still quite good, and his husband was very gentle to her.

"Thank you for the dress anyway, Kitty," said Lydia, "I like it very much."

She touched the pure white wedding dress on her body.The wedding dress is very simple, the shoulders are only decorated with ribbons and ribbons, the back is hollowed out, and the hem is decorated with some tassels and lace borders, which looks clean and refreshing.

"I couldn't be happier if you like me," Kitty said habitually in the tone of receiving guests, and she didn't realize it until she finished speaking.

The two couldn't help laughing.

After trying on the dress and makeup, the sky was almost dark.

Lydia changed her wedding dress and locked it in her small box.She lit the lamp and fished out a letter from under the box.

Unsealing the letter and ignoring the falling rose petals, Lydia pulled out the small invitation.

Facing the dim light, Lydia carefully unwrapped the cylindrical invitation card, looked at the familiar handwriting on the satin paper, and couldn't help laughing again.It was a separate invitation, which Darcy had printed and sent to her.

He closed the invitation, touched the envelope again, and pulled out a hospitality card.

"Dear Miss Lydia Bennet, you are welcome to come to this wedding," she said in a low voice, skipping the time and place, "I look forward to your coming to this wedding as a fiancée, I wish you sweet dreams, you Fitzwilliam Darcy (fiancé)."

She raised the corner of her lips, and quickly pressed it down.

the next day.

The white skirt swept across the green ground, making a slight Mosuo sound.

This road dotted with small flowers is flat and wide, but Lydia can't restrain her inner tension.

She held her father's hand, turned her head to look at her father from time to time, and tightened the bouquet in her hand.

The bouquet consisted of large roses, lilies and pansies, dotted with baby's breath, which she and Darcy had chosen together.

"Don't worry, Lydia." Mr. Bennet was intent on comforting her. "It's not the first time you've attended a wedding. Your sister has been married four times. Don't panic, weddings are always like this."

He has gray hair, but walks very steadily. There is a bouquet of white flowers pinned to his right chest, which is said to be a symbol of purity.

Not long after, passing through the small forest path, there were a group of guests in front of him, and Darcy who seemed quite nervous.

He was dressed quite formally, with a neat white shirt paired with a dark tuxedo and stiff trousers, he looked dignified.

Mr. Bennet walked forward with his daughter on his arm, passed through the flower baskets on both sides, and walked towards Darcy.

The footsteps were slow and solemn, but Lydia was so nervous that she didn't know what kind of expression she had now.

She met Darcy's eyes looking at her, and suddenly settled down again.

Only two steps away from Darcy.Mr. Bennet stopped, and Lydia stopped too.

She looked at her gray-haired and old father, and twitched the corners of her lips.

Mr. Bennet leaned over and kissed her lightly on the side of the cheek.

"Good luck, Lydia," he whispered. "Your mother and I will always love you."

Then he took Lydia's hand from his arms and gave it to Darcy.

Darcy looked at Lydia and took her hand.

Lydia collected herself, lowered her eyes and walked towards the open space in the center.

After going through the necessary procedures of the wedding, Lydia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She held Darcy's hand, and just finished kissing in front of everyone, feeling a little shy, "The next step is to cut the cake?"

The two ordered a huge layered cake, which had to be cut by the tallest male guest in the room this time.

Darcy sighed. "Yes. I have Mr. Watson, but to be honest, the cake is too big."

The baker who was familiar with them made the cake so tall that it was almost doubtful whether he had built a sky-high oven.

Of course, in hindsight it was known that it was composed of multiple cakes.

This wedding was actually a make-up. Before Lydia's career as a diplomat began, she and Darcy had gone to the government office to register for naturalization, but the two were still called fiancée couples.

Lydia's career as a diplomat was undoubtedly smooth. Although she stopped her adventure career, she did not stop contributing to the newspaper, and still occupied a small space on the second page to express her experiences and opinions.

"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Mary came over with her husband on her arm.

"Mary, are you back? When did you arrive? Why didn't I see you yesterday?" Lydia said in surprise, "Hey, don't pinch my face, I put on makeup today!"

Mary was traveling with her husband, and she hadn't expected them to attend the wedding, but they actually came.

Mary withdrew her hand regretfully, "The youngest sister is getting married, so how could I not come. I just arrived yesterday, so I stayed in the town too late."

She and her husband have been married for several years. They have no children and have been traveling all the time. Mary writes and her husband paints.

The two are each other's partners and fans, and someone who loves Marie's novels and her husband's paintings jokes that it is "double the joy" because when they travel, they always push each other , can always bring back many results.

Lydia nodded thoughtfully, then looked back, "Where are Jane and Lizzie? I saw them just now."

"Here I am," said Elizabeth, holding her husband's arm. "My dear bride, what can I do for you?"

Elizabeth and Jane were married in the same year. She married her senior, but she is still quite independent. Her husband is quite supportive of her career. She now serves the Queen, and occasionally takes some scattered lawsuits to defend the disadvantaged. .

"Just to make sure you're here," Lydia said. "By the way, Lizzie, I don't think I need a notarization of prenuptial property."

Elizabeth shook her head and said with a smile, "It's useless for you to do notarization now, you have to go back to the day when you go to sign the household registration."

"She was just joking," Jane, who came out of nowhere, pressed Lydia's shoulder, "Honey, how are you doing recently? I heard that you have a year's vacation, which is really great. "

After Jane and Mr. Bingley got married, they seemed to focus on their family, except for the girls' school jointly run with Jane Eyre, they didn't go out much.

Speaking of Jane Eyre, she did not marry Mr. Rochester who came to this world. Although she had experienced many marriage proposals, she still insisted on her point of view and refused to compromise.In the end the two remained close and never took a step forward or back.

Mr. Bingley on the side nodded to Darcy, and his sister Caroline also walked over with her husband on her arm, and exchanged ideas on clothing with Kitty, and Rose on the side joined the exchange meeting .Scarlett and Melanie, who came across the ocean, looked at each other and joined in.

Jack leaned against the dining table and chatted with Dantès who hadn't seen him for a long time. Carl at the side listened silently. It seemed that he hadn't changed much after leaving for many years. His father was almost worried about his marriage.

Lydia considered who else had attended the wedding, and exchanged glances with Darcy.

"Weddings are exhausting," Lydia said.

"Yes, fortunately, it's only once in a lifetime," Darcy replied, "the only time, always be decent."

Lydia had a dream that night.

She dreamed that she was sitting at the table writing documents, and there was a child crawling around under her feet.

"I'm never going to have a second child," Lydia said through gritted teeth to Darcy. "One is enough to bore me."

She bent down, picked up the little girl who was crawling on her lap, and stuffed it into Darcy's hands.

"If you don't write any more manuscripts, the editor-in-chief claims to be coming," Lydia said. "Selena, sleep with your dad tonight, okay?"

The chubby little girl stared at her chubby eyes and reached out to her mother.

"Hugs," she said clearly.

Lydia shook her head.

"I don't," she said, closing the door firmly.

Then she woke up.

Facing the person next to her pillow, Lydia sighed and said the matter.

"Maybe I'll just have one daughter in the future," Lydia said.

"Why worry about it, Lydia?" Darcy said with a smile. "Don't think too much, dear, the girl is fine, and I don't mind at all, after all, you are so good."

He turned sideways and looked at Lydia with a smile.

"It is my honor that you are willing to marry me like this."

The author has something to say: Alright, this book is over here, and I will write another special guide column on May [-]st——Lydia’s small story, I should write some more when I have time, including the little baby I plan to put them there for free orz

I have been writing intermittently for two and a half months. During this period, I have experienced many things, such as signing contracts and the first V article. I am very glad to have you by my company

The initial conception of Lydia's book was just a general idea, but now that the book has been written, it feels like it has met my little expectations.

All in all, thank you for your support~ Thank you everyone!

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