[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Lydia looked outside, the land was covered with snow, the pine and fir trees were covered with a thick layer of snow, and their clothes changed from summer clothes to winter clothes.

Warm cloak, and a little snow on the shoes.

But the people around are still doing their own things, it seems that only the witch in the middle looked up in this direction.

No one stepped forward to speak hastily, and no one came to drive them away.

Even the housekeeper next to her was not very excited, as if the two of them hadn't appeared.

Strangely, even so, the refill waiters did not forget to refill their little corner with new tea or coffee.

Lydia realized that it was probably another trick of the system.

She first pulled Miss Boll to sit on an empty couch next to her. The sofa was close to the fireplace, warming their hands and feet.

She gritted her teeth and said, "System, come out!"

No one responded to her, but Miss Boer next to her asked curiously, "System? What is the system?"

Lydia asked even more frightened, "Can you hear me?!"

She and the system usually use private channels, but this has never happened before?

"Of course I can hear you, Miss Bennet, you're talking a little too loudly," Miss Ball asked puzzledly, "Where is this? What is the system? Can we go back?"

Lydia seemed to realize something, she touched the armrest on one side, and then squeezed it lightly.

There was no change in the armrest, but her hands ached a little.

"I don't know where this is," Lydia replied to Miss Ball. "You can imagine us falling down the rabbit hole—perhaps worse than that."

She frowned and looked at Miss Boer worriedly, "Is your body okay? Is there any discomfort?"

"It's all right," Miss Ball replied, "but I don't understand what's going on. But I'm sorry anyway."

She looked at Lydia apologetically. After all, it was her family's word and it had nothing to do with her. "How can we go out? I feel that once my mother finds out that I'm missing, things will become very difficult."

"Well, hello," a strange voice said generously, "I'm Jane Eyre, a tutor employed by this manor. May I ask what trouble you have encountered?"

Jane Eyre was actually the first to observe the appearance of these two ladies.

Well, maybe you can't say that, after all, except for her, no one seems to have noticed that there are two well-dressed but completely unfamiliar faces here.

She thought for a while whether she should come forward to talk to her, and after struggling for a while, she went to try to do something.

They seemed to be in some trouble, Jane Eyre thought so.

While she was sizing up the two without a trace, Lydia was also observing the young lady who appeared suddenly.

Although his appearance is not good, and his clothes are not decent enough, but he has a rare tenacity, his spine looks straight, and his whole body is full of confidence.

"You are...Miss Jane Eyre?" Lydia asked, "Can you see us?"

She pointed to herself, and pointed to Miss Boer beside her rather impolitely, "Can you see her too?"

"Of course." Jane Eyre asked suspiciously, "Are you guardian spirits recruited by the gypsies? Or something else? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

I heard that gypsies can summon guardian spirits and give instructions to those who are being guarded. Could it be that these two are called here?

She found that everyone else seemed to be looking at her, the eyes seemed to be inconceivable that she was talking to the air, so she had to stop the topic first, "Shall we go outside?"

"Okay," Lydia and Miss Ball looked at each other and said in unison.

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Along the path in the garden, a few people walked slowly.

The boots stepped on the snow, making a slight sizzling sound, and some snowflakes occasionally fell from the trees and fell on their shoulders.

"So, you came from another world and were brought here by a gust of wind?" Jane Eyre said in a slightly surprised tone, "I thought I could only see such things in books. No wonder you suddenly appeared, and No one can see you."

Jane Eyre took a look at the clothes on the two of them. The designs were unique. Although she was just an ordinary little tutor, she could still recognize how expensive the fabrics were.

"Yes, we have no intention of appearing in this painting," said Miss Ball, "and this painting is signed by you, Miss Jane Eyre."

She asked pleadingly, "Is there any way you can help us go back? Or, can you draw that picture again? I'm a little afraid that my mother can't find me...she might make some dangerous moves."

"Although I really want to do something for you," Jane Eyre sighed, "but I'm sorry, after I came here, except for Miss Adele, I hardly touch the paintbrush. I'm afraid I have no good way At your service."

A few people walked for a while, and sat on the bench by the path. "I was wondering," Lydia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sighed, "Is it the system's fault?"

"I heard you talking just now," Miss Ball sat down next to Lydia, "What is the system?"

She looked a little curious, her eyes were clear, and she even had a taste of inquiry.

"Is the amulet I gave you still on you?" Lydia sighed, "That is the handwriting of the system, isn't it amazing?"

"It's amazing," Miss Boer touched her pocket. The moment they fell, for some reason, a mysterious force put the amulet into her pocket.

"Actually, what's even more amazing to me is that you didn't question me, but accepted the fact easily," Lydia said out of her own thoughts, "You think, if you pick something up, it can cure you. Okay, do you dare to use it?"

"To be honest," Jane Eyre said at this time, "If it were me, I would be the first to suspect whether it is the product of the devil, or worse, something terrible that takes life."

She is obviously also a senior gothic literature lover, and has read a lot of stories about it.

"Don't tell me I haven't remembered it yet," Miss Boll sighed, "I also find it strange. In fact, with my character, to be honest, it is very difficult for me to make friends."

She still feels a little strange now, as if she accepted it so quickly, as if she was guided by something.

"At first I thought it was a wonderful fate that connected you and me," she rubbed her face a little embarrassedly, "so there are so many suspicious things behind this?"

"So I suspect that the system has done something." Lydia unconsciously grabbed the shrub leaves on the side, and then secretly retracted her hand under Jane Eyre's eyes. "My sister also accepted the system easily. Everything, even I feel that the impact of this has reached a terrible level."

She still didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The relationship between Jane and Mr. Bingley has improved, and now they are writing letters as pen pals, and Mr. Bingley seems to have started to advise Jane, not like he said before that he always listens to Mr. Darcy.

As for Elizabeth... she seemed to be a little less arrogant than before. Although she was not a good sister, she was indeed a lot of fools—especially when she was with Lydia.

Looking back now, Lydia still feels as if her eyes were covered with cow dung-what made her feel that everything went well!Could it be that she is longing for this kind of drama where everyone dotes on her and she is in the center?

She shivered, and everyone was staring at what she was eating, which was terrible.

"You don't have to say that about yourself," Jane Eyre said tactfully, "I stepped on cow dung, that's really—"

She had an unbearable expression on her face.

"Really?" Miss Ball tilted her head, "I haven't seen a cow yet. Does the beef you eat count?"

"You haven't seen a cow?" Lydia was stunned. "Then how did you spend the first half of your life? Did you stay in the house all day?"

She could already imagine why Miss Ball's skin was so pale, since she had never been exposed to the sun.

"Actually I've been in poor health, so no matter how strange it is, I appreciate you sending me the amulet," Miss Ball patted Lydia's arm, "and, don't make such a fuss. Never seen a cow Can't represent anything."

"Yes," Jane Eyre agreed, "it's like I haven't been to a ball much, it's no big deal."

She seemed to want to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Lydia saw her face turn red first, and then fade away little by little.

Is this some weird face-changing trick?

The author has something to say: Countdown to V!Three more tomorrow!

Kiss the baby who is still chasing now!I hope you can always support me duck orz

The little angels commenting in this chapter today and tomorrow in chapter v will randomly drop red envelopes orz my treasury is already hungry!

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By the way, let me push my pre-acquisition "I Build a House in the World of Masterpieces", the heroine who wholeheartedly builds a house!This time I will not disassemble the cp!

Kelsey has an ordinary appearance, an ordinary figure, and an ordinary family. She thought her second life was also ordinary.

While taking over her father's title of court architect and noble title, she also became one of the unpretentious party B.

This recognition until she received an invitation from another nobleman, Mrs. de Boer, to design a new house for her nephew.

Then she discovered that the gentleman who spoke concisely in front of her but stared at his wife affectionately was actually Fitzwilliam Darcy.

Kelly: Whoa! ?

Then she picked up a cousin named Jane Eyre, and the genius architect she met while traveling in France turned out to be Phantom...

Oh, and Julien, the Count of Monte Cristo, has become one of her clients!

Kelsey: Should this book be called, "I Do Architecture in the World of Masterpieces"?

Task 1. Build a house for the newly married Darcy couple

Task 2. Teach my cousin Jane Eyre the basics of architecture

Task 3. Participate in the invitation to the annual meeting of the French Architectural Association

Mission 4...

Kelsey: Got it, a bald heart is my life.

Let's push the same theme again! The app may have to manually search for orz

Already a lot of words!She writes so well!It's the lovely lady!

"[Comprehensive Classics] A Rose for Catherine" Author: Qiu Shengqu

Copywriting: In the third year after Catherine traveled through time, a mother's ideal marriage partner attended the wedding of the second sister Elizabeth.

For this reason, she had to write to her pen pal distressedly to tell her: I was urged to marry by my mother, but I don't want to marry a British landowner.

Mr. Knightley was invited to a friend's wedding. On the wedding day, he found himself in love with a girl.

So he confided to his pen pal: Recently, no one urged me to marry me, but I met a lady and I wanted to propose to her.

【On the land of England, you are the only rose. 】

Atypical Lady x British Gentleman