Be the C heroine in a famous book [Quick Transmigration]

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Waking up in a dark room in the dark night, she found herself standing at the window, the window was wide open, and the whistling cold wind poured straight into her heart.

She looked back at the lamp on the table, and found that it was very dazzling, but the flame was too small, it would be better if it was bigger.

So she picked up the candlestick and walked to the window step by step. There was a huge floor-to-ceiling curtain. She squatted on the ground and put the candlestick under the curtain.

"No, don't..." Bo Sha on the bed had cold sweat on her forehead, and her flaxen hair was swaying on the pillow.

Finally, she opened her eyes.

is a dream.

She took a deep breath, the fireplace in the room was burning, the room was very warm, and her nerves gradually relaxed.

This incident is very strange. Generally speaking, dreams are the product of imagination, the so-called "thinking every day and dreaming at night", but she never thought of that kind of scene.

What's more, with her spiritual power, it is very difficult to break free from the dream, which is very weird.

It was the setting sun at this time, and the sunlight came in through the curtains, and the room was filled with a reddish light.

She looked at the sky and decided to read the original information. After entering this world, she always had a bad feeling that maybe the original could give her some information.

This is the world of "Jane Eyre", which describes the life of the orphan Jane Eyre with strong self-esteem, and the hero is Bosha's current husband Rochester.

So, this time she simply became the mad wife of the hero Rochester.

In the original book, "she" was locked in the attic on the third floor, constantly creating a terrifying atmosphere in the house.

In the end, she went crazy and burned Thornfield, killed her in the fire, and also blinded Rochester's eyes and broke his arm.

Fortunately, Bo Sha made a decisive decision and chose to make Rochester fall ill, otherwise she would have been locked up in the attic.

From the fact that Rochester kept concealing that he had a wife in the original work, and said all the bad things about her in front of Jane Eyre, it is known that he has no feeling for "her", even disgust.

If she is locked up, it is likely to be for a lifetime.

Even if she returns to normal, she cannot escape the life of being observed and controlled.

Because "she" has a genetic mental illness, and with the medical technology of this era, it is completely impossible to recover.

Therefore, she was really thrilling today, acting out of instinct, allowing herself to escape the life of a "prisoner".

But she immediately frowned, and when Rochester woke up, she would definitely continue with the original plan.

In his mind, the fact that she was a lunatic was deeply ingrained.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, this time, I can't let you have the final say.

She raised her hands, looked at the red, swollen and inflamed wounds, sighed, and rang the bell beside the bed.

It wasn't long before Leah came in.

"Ma'am, do you want dinner?" Liya respectfully unfolded the clothes and helped her tie them up.

"How is Edward?" Bosha frowned slightly, with a worried look on her face.

"Ma'am, sir, he has taken medicine and he has improved, maybe he will wake up tomorrow." Liya said happily while combing her hair.

"That's really great." Bosha laughed immediately, and a trace of surprise flashed in her lowered eyes.

Could it be that this male protagonist was reincarnated from a beast, his physique is too good, and he got better so quickly?

"Leah, go and bring the food to Edward's room. I'll eat there." She said with a smile.

It seems that we should be careful not to let him talk casually, she thought.

Liya immediately agreed, and her attitude became more respectful. Bosha smiled slightly. It seems that this persona is still useful.

A wife who loves her husband deeply should be more likely to be respected by servants.

Five minutes later, Bosha asked the servant to go out.

She was sitting on the small table next to the bed, eating her steak and thinking about how to get more people to see her.

She analyzed carefully that the root cause of Rochester's ability to detain "Bosha" for nine years was her madness, and she needed to gradually prove that she was a normal person.

Before that, it must not be shut down again.

Therefore, she needs to show her normality in front of more people.At that time, even if Rochester said that she was a lunatic, others would not believe her, and would only doubt his intentions.

So, is there any way to get everyone in the neighborhood to come?

a dance?

No, Rochester was seriously ill, and she said that to hold a ball would be madness, and she would undoubtedly kill herself.

So what else can I do?

She looked at Rochester on the bed, and now he was lying there quietly, his black curly hair was messily spread on his forehead, which looked very thick.

Perhaps, bewitching is a good choice.

She smiled slightly. Tomorrow is Sunday. There should be many people in the church. I believe they would really like to watch the exorcism scene.

She sent an instruction to the system, stood up, gave instructions to the servant at the door, and walked downstairs.

When she reached the first floor, Falks immediately saw her and came up to her and asked, "Ma'am, do you have any orders?"

"Hey, I just took a look and found that Edward has a wound on his hand. Is there any trauma medicine at home?" She stopped at the stairs and saw several other servants saluting her, nodding with a smile.

She just stood there casually, but exuded awe-inspiring and friendly demeanor, and everyone naturally accepted this hostess.

"Ma'am, John often goes out and gets injured sometimes. The surgeon still has a lot of medicine." John's wife Mary immediately brought the medicine.

"Thank you, Mary, next time the surgeon comes, I'll ask him to supply you." Bosha smiled kindly, asked for some salt and boiling water, and went upstairs.

She asked Leah to go out, closed the door, turned on the salt and kettle, and began to prepare saline.

After the temperature cooled down, she soaked the wound on her wrist in normal saline, cleaned it carefully, and then applied a thin layer of ointment.

I don't know what kind of herbal medicine this ointment is made of. It feels very refreshing when applied. It seems that it should be effective.

After painting her own, she looked at Rochester on the bed, and took his hand somewhat roughly, where there was a fresh wound, which she had just cut open with a fork.

Of course, she will not let go of this detail when doing a full set of acting.

As for Rochester, even though she had just met him, she already hated him somewhat.

Bo Sha was still a beautiful girl when she married him. Even though her IQ was not outstanding and her talent was mediocre, she didn't deserve such a harsh evaluation from him.

Look at what he said to Jane Eyre.

"Her behavior is vulgar and her intelligence is low. It is difficult for me to spend an evening with her, or even an hour."

She really wanted to slap him in the face, he was obviously a deep face control, he fell in love with his face, but also hated her shallowness, it was really fooling him.

If he really valued connotation so much, why were his later lovers also tall and plump?

Didn't even Jane Eyre suspect his rhetoric, questioning that if she went crazy, he would choose to abandon her?

If he hadn't been disabled in the end, it's hard to say whether he would abandon Jane Eyre.

This man can be rated as "the most scumbag ex".

Her thoughts were surging, and she put down the ointment unknowingly, and her fingers gradually approached the wound, as if they were about to tear open, allowing more blood to flow.

"What am I doing?" She immediately came back to her senses, looked at her actions in surprise, and immediately retracted her hand.

Under the dim light, that slender and fair hand was trembling slightly, indicating her struggle.

Something was trying to control her, to do something she didn't want to.

She was startled, she had a bad premonition experience.

Perhaps, this world is the world of two players who died one after another.

Bosha must be "she".

She lowered her head and looked at her body. This body has a family hereditary disease, which may occur at a certain age.

No, she's had a seizure.

He was just suppressed by his own mental power.

So, the main task of this world is to fight against the mad body?

Once she can't control the out-of-control body, her consciousness will be permanently damaged and she will die permanently.

What a crisis.

"Bosha...crazy...get away..." Rochester's ravings were very clear in the quiet room.

She raised her head and frowned at the man on the bed.

At this time, the hard face was reddened by the high fever, and the thick black eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if experiencing great pain.

Rochester, as well as Beth, are tragedies.

They got married because of the manipulation of the family, and they couldn't divorce because of the conservative society. They could only let their lives rot, and they almost died together in the end.

But now, Rochester meets her again, and I am afraid that he will not be able to complete the world-long love with Jane Eyre.

She sighed, her conscience ached, and she continued to apply the ointment on the wound, with a distressed look on her face, as if she didn't scratch it herself.

If Liya could see her eyes, she would know how shallow this pain is.

But Leah definitely didn't know it. She came in under the call of the master, and watched her carefully apply the medicine to the master, and the wound was only a small one.

Madame is such a good wife, she is very nervous to her master, which is worthy of admiration.

Under Liya's more loving eyes, Bosha smiled slightly: "Liya, I will take care of Edward tonight."

She stood up after saying this, but because of her weakness, her face was pale and swayed from side to side, like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"Ma'am, you are too weak, let me take care of you." Liya quickly supported her.

"Yes, ma'am, we will leave the matter of the husband to us, don't worry." Mrs. Falks also came in and said.

"No, I can't leave Edward." Bosha said weakly.

Madam loves her husband so much, Falks and Leah are very helpless, so they can only make a small bed next to it, so that Madam can see him at any time.

Of course, it was Leah and John who took care of the patients.

"Edward must wake me up if there is something to do, Leah, okay?" Bosha said worriedly while lying on the warm quilt.

"I will, ma'am." Leah said softly as she covered her with the quilt.

Bo Sha glanced at Rochester next to him again, his curly black hair was still in good condition, what a pity, I won't be able to see it tomorrow.

She smiled and closed her eyes.

The night was very quiet, and the room was silent save for the faint sound of the pine wood burning in the fireplace.

When the winter morning came, Thornfield was shrouded in a gray mist, and the gray battlements and walls looked a little sluggish.

The quilt in winter is so nostalgic, but not everyone can sleep late.

The servants all yawned and got up quietly to prepare breakfast for the master.

The house was immersed in a lazy atmosphere, but was suddenly awakened by a scream.

Everyone cheered up, and immediately realized that the sound was coming from upstairs, and that something happened to the owner.

"Edward, poor Edward." Bosha was startled awake by Leah's scream, and immediately saw her masterpiece.

The curly black hair was lying neatly on the pillow at this moment, and Rochester lay there knowing nothing, powerless about the coming fate.

"Leah, what happened?" Falks was the first to arrive. She scanned the room and immediately saw the scene on the bed.

"God, what happened?" Falks opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking at Rochester's bald head in disbelief.

"Leah, John, what happened?" Falks immediately asked the two subordinates.

"I don't know, Mrs. Falks, I slept by the door last night." John looked at Leah ignorantly.

Leah turned pale, and immediately explained: "It's not me, Mrs. Falks, I have been looking at Mr., and no one has ever approached him."

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Mr....his hair..." Leah trembled uncontrollably. "It must be the devil. The devil took Mr.'s hair off."

Bo Sha didn't expect Liya to be a godly assist, and she would think of the devil so quickly.

Speaking of this, I have to say that the society at this time is different from the arrogant world. This time the society is older and more superstitious.

In her memory, there were rumors that witches were burned to death, which shows that the society at this time was very ignorant.

Therefore, her plan will take effect.

"The devil...it must be the devil haunting Edward." Bosha immediately took over the right to speak, her face was pale, "Edward was always in good health, but suddenly fell ill, the devil must be lying in ambush on the road and took the opportunity to attach himself to him .”

Following her words, everyone unconsciously looked at Rochester's face. At this moment, his brows were furrowed fiercely, but the top of his head was smoother than a peeled egg, which looked very strange.

"The devil..." Falks turned pale, and said to himself somewhat helplessly, "Then what should we do? The devil will kill Mister."

Bo Sha immediately retorted: "No, we can't let the devil kill Edward, we have to save him."

"How to save it?" Leah asked immediately.

How to save it?

Everyone looked at each other and thought of a way at the same time.

The priest, the priest is the incarnation of God, and must be able to drive away the devil.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid we're going to church." Falks approached Bosha with some fear, and persuaded him in a low voice.

"Church... Yes, God can drive away the devil and save Edward." Besha seemed to have come out of a trance, and immediately followed everyone's advice.

It happened to be a Sunday, and there was a church a mile from Thornfield, the vicar of which, Mr. Ward, happened to be Mrs. Falks's husband.

At this time, Mr. Ward was on the altar, leading the believers to pray, and the morning sun shone into this spacious church, bringing a sacred brilliance.

At this time, there was a sound of a carriage rattling outside the door, and Ward frowned. The prayer time could not be interrupted, and he continued to pray devoutly.

However, the other believers were not as loyal as the pastor. They were all villagers from the nearby sea town, and curiosity prompted some of them to look out of the window quietly.

I saw two luxurious carriages stop at the door of the church, and several servants carried something like a stretcher towards this side, and it was obvious that there was a person lying on it.

Beside them, there were several women who seemed to be Thornfield's stewards and servants.

There is another one they don't know, who looks the most gorgeous and noble, is it a new lady?

At this time, the prayer was over, and they also walked to the door of the church, and everyone looked there.

"Pastor Ward, pastor, help." John called anxiously.

Ward looked at them in surprise, including his wife. She didn't like to go out in winter, so why did she come here?

"Alice, why are you here?" Ward greeted him in surprise, and immediately saw Rochester on the stretcher.

"This is... Mr. Rochester... What is he?" Ward looked at the smooth head in surprise, almost glistening in the sunlight at the moment.

"Pastor, please save my husband, Edward, he is being hurt by the devil." Bosha stepped forward at the right time, grabbed the pastor's hand and pleaded.

These words contained too much information, and there was an uproar in the church, and there were many discussions.

"My God, is that Mr. Rochester of Thornfield? Has he been possessed by the devil?" A man with a loud voice exclaimed.

"What? The devil?" After a scream, the lady passed out.

"So, that lady is the new Mrs. Rochester. She should have just been married. She didn't expect such a tragedy to encounter such a thing." A young girl discussed with a friend.

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After being introduced by his wife, Pastor Ward met Mrs. Rochester, and asked everyone to get out of the way, and put Mr. Rochester on the altar for him to be examined.

Seeing this scene, the villagers immediately surrounded the surrounding area tightly, their eyes fixed on the stage.

The priest's exorcism is still very interesting when there is no entertainment.

I saw that Pastor Ward gave Mr. Rochester an examination, and had a mysterious conversation with the devil in secret words, and gently sprinkled the holy water given by God on Rochester's forehead, shoulders, chest, and limbs...

The exorcism really worked. When the holy water touched Mr. Rochester's face, he moved, and as the exorcism progressed, he gradually opened his eyes.

"Ah, the devil has opened his eyes." A middle-aged lady said with some fear.

As she said so, her expression was somewhat excited, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the altar.

"The priest is going to drive it away."

"The priest will surely kill it"

People were chattering and talking, and their eyes were focused on the altar.

When Rochester opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a strange place, beside him, there was the familiar yet unfamiliar Reverend Ward.

Ward is the only pastor in this area. Before his brother and father died, he prayed and presided over the funeral after death.

So, he is dying?still a dream?

"Edward, Edward is awake." A surprised voice sounded in his ears, and he turned his head immediately.

It was a woman who was both familiar and strange. Her face was very familiar, but her expression and voice were very strange. Bosha Mason, his crazy wife.

Why is she like this?

She looked like a frail new wife who saw him wake up and wept tears of joy that dripped down her pale cheeks.

A warm tear interrupted Rochester's thoughts, he suddenly woke up and realized that this was not a dream.

"Bossa Mason, why are you here? You should lock her up to prevent her from going crazy." Rochester sat up from the altar and looked at John and Falks accusingly.

Everyone looked at him with their mouths wide open, looking terrified.

Rochester frowned, and found that the servant was disobedient, and was about to reprimand him, when he heard another cry from beside him: "Poor Edward, the devil still hasn't left him, pastor, please save him."

He frowned immediately, and looked fiercely at the crazy woman on the right. Is this her new way of going crazy?

Under Bosha's pleading, Pastor Ward recited the prayer again, but his heart began to sink. This time the devil is very strong, and it may not be easy to deal with.

The incantations poured into Rochester's ears continuously, making him very irritable and unable to think calmly.

He immediately pushed Ward away, got down from the altar, and was about to catch Bosha.

"My God, the devil is going to hurt Mrs. Rochester."

"Catch him quickly."

Everyone thought this devil was very scary, not only his expression was ferocious, but also his mana was very tenacious.

They fear the devil and dare not move forward.

Ward frowned and looked at Rochester, and immediately ordered: "This is a church, and God will protect his believers from harm. We must not let the devil leave, everyone catch it."

As soon as this was said, everyone talked a lot, yes, if the devil cannot be restrained in the church, it is even more dangerous to go outside.

A few courageous men immediately stepped forward, holding Rochester up to the altar again, holding him down firmly.

"Let go, you fools, idiots, I'm not a devil." Rochester struggled to catch Bosha, but he couldn't even get up.

"Edward, dear, of course you are not a devil. When the devil leaves, you will be free again, my poor husband." Besha wanted to save but did not dare to save her, emphasizing her identity again.

It was only at this time that Rochester realized that he was in the church, surrounded by residents and neighbors, and Besha was completely exposed to everyone.

This is completely contrary to his plan.

He left Jamaica with Beth just to start over, as an unmarried gentleman.No humiliating marriage, no mad wife.

But now everything will be ruined.

He stared at Bo Sha viciously, and reprimanded: "You crazy woman, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Then he looked at the others and explained: "Bo Sha is a lunatic, what he said is simply unbelievable."

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and then at the noble and delicate Bosha, but couldn't believe his words.

The devil must be at work.

But at this moment, Bo Sha spoke.

Seeing that she was bursting into tears and almost fainted, the servant hurried to support her.

"Yes, I'm crazy." Under everyone's surprised eyes, she held back her nausea and said, "I love you like crazy, Edward, get well soon, I can't live without you."

"Ma'am..." Falk was deeply moved at the moment, and then wept.

What a lovely lady, her husband is injured, and she can't wait to replace her with her body; her husband is obsessed with magic, and she will never leave her; even when her husband speaks evil words, she can be infatuated with each other.

This is an eternal love.

Others thought similarly to her, and they all looked at Mrs. Rochester with admiration.

"Lady Rochester is a great wife," said the man.

"Oh, if you ask me, she's a little too silly." The ladies whispered.

"Mrs. Rochester is really touching." The young ladies wept.

"I also want a wife who is so infatuated." The young men exchanged glances.

"..." Rochester.

Rochester was about to vomit blood.

He watched everyone bewitched by Bosha, but he was tied to the altar as a devil. Even if he stepped on Bosha, he would be glared at by everyone, and he felt his eyes go dark.

Seeing Rochester fainted, Bo Sha immediately came to his side, took his hand and said happily: "Edward, poor Edward, the devil has finally left him."

Everyone looked at Pastor Ward in unison, hoping to get an accurate answer from there.

Ward was almost wiping the cold sweat off his forehead. What happened today was so strange, it was very different from previous exorcisms, and he was not sure.

"George, can Mr. Rochester go home and rest?" his wife, Mrs. Falks, asked in a low voice.

Ward looked at the happy Mrs. Rochester, then at his wife, and nodded helplessly.

Mrs. Falks immediately smiled, everyone let go of Rochester immediately, and the servants carried Rochester into the carriage under Bosha's command.

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