[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia
Chapter 45
The attendant had already retreated quietly when Lydia entered the room, and now only the soft breathing of the two of them remained in the room.
Lydia didn't know how to answer.She felt like walking on the edge of a cliff, like walking on the wire rope she had seen a few days ago.
Seeing that Lydia suddenly became nervous, the queen joked, "Maybe you don't have to be so nervous?"
She said indifferently, "I'm just a little interested, and I called you to have a chat. Even tell a little lie?"
Facing the Queen's encouraging eyes, Lydia relaxed.
"It's a little bit, um, you know," Lydia tried to keep her face relaxed, "my own unique little trick."
The queen obviously doesn't believe her words very much, but she still has a fairly lenient attitude.
"Okay, honey," she was really flattered by her title, "then let's talk about something else, I heard from your sister Elizabeth, you want to be an explorer?"
"Oh..ah, yes," Lydia said, rather surprised, "but I guess that's a bit unrealistic."
She tugged at her skirt nervously, "Now everyone seems to think that it's better for ladies to stay at home."
"Don't worry about that," the queen laughed lightly, standing up and turning around.
The wide and large cloak circled in a beautiful arc. Lydia watched the skirt blooming on her knees, and realized in a trance that the queen seemed not as tall as her.
"I have approved your sister's notice to go to Cambridge University, so let me be self-willed again," she sat back on the chair, winked at Lydia playfully, pretending that nothing happened, "Go, my lady explorer."
Lydia watched in surprise as the queen signed a handwritten letter smoothly and handed it to her.
She looked down and saw that it was a commission.
It's not fun, and it doesn't pay, but as the first "explorer" to be recognized by the Queen, she might get something out of the ordinary.
The queen looked at the wall clock beside her, and said a little dejectedly, "Oops, it's about time."
The next second, there was a knock on the door.
"Your Majesty," said the waiter, "the next lady you want to meet is here."
"That's it for today, Miss Bennet," she returned to the original air, "It's a pleasure to learn about Hertfordshire from you. I hope you have a perfect time at the ball." night."
Lydia held the letter of appointment tightly in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
The Queen waved her away.
Lydia left the study alone and walked outside.
There seemed to be an entire garden between the banquet hall and the rear, and she had to identify which way she had just taken when she was brought here.
After finally returning to the banquet hall, he ran into the gentleman he had just met.
He is chatting with some noble ladies and seems to be quite popular.
Lydia listened closely, just in time to hear him staring at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his own sadness.
"...The little master of my manor seems to be a little dissatisfied with me. When the old master passed away, he kicked me out," he said injured.
"This is really too bad," said a lady, gently fanning her fan, hiding her face.
"Yes," the other tapped the corners of his eyes with a veil, "What's the name of this heir who is not so kind, and even a bit ruthless?"
"His name is Darcy," said Wickham. "Of course you may doubt my words. . . . Of course, I swear to God that everything I say is true. . . . "
The face of Mrs. Catherine next to her couldn't be described as livid.
She had heard about the affairs of the Darcy family, and she also knew that her nephew and niece were unlucky to meet such a housekeeper's son.
But she never expected that this person would actually go near the banquet, and even dare to reveal this matter in public.
Relying on the fact that you have a little handle, you dare to make up things unscrupulously?
It was for this reason that Georgiana had delayed her entry into society, and here he was having a good time, and gaining sympathy with made-up stories.
She wished she could turn into a lion and be killed by him with one bite.
"Speaking of which," a busybody saw Mrs. Catherine sitting on the side, and asked curiously, "Mrs. Boll, I remember that your sister married a businessman named Darcy?"
Called, Lady Catherine could no longer pretend not to hear.
She held the handkerchief tightly, turned her head, and said rather reluctantly, "My nephew would not do such a thing, but this gentleman, are you denying the wrong person? I have never seen you at Pemberley Manor. "
"No, I have seen you visit by chance, Mrs. Bor," he replied quite fluently, "if I have a false sentence, I will die a terrible death."
The discussion around this corner grew louder. Lydia walked through the chairs where several people were sitting, stood beside Madam Catherine, and held her hand with a little worry.
She looked like she wanted to say something, but held back the words.And Lydia herself doesn't really believe that Darcy is such a person.
According to him, a wise and wealthy gentleman slandered Wickham and withheld his property simply because it was large, and Darcy's father favored Wickham more than Darcy himself?
Lydia coughed and interrupted Wickham's misery.
"Excuse me, sir, I am not convinced by your words," Lydia asked in an orderly manner, "You said that old Mr. Darcy gave you an inheritance?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Wixham, straightening his clothes a little, and turning to her, "do you have any questions?"
He recognized that the one who interrupted him now was his best target, the young lady he had just met in the garden.
"I want to ask, yes, do you have any evidence to support everything you say? I am really sorry, but there is no evidence. I think it is obviously rude to accuse an absent gentleman in this way." Lydia said.
"What evidence do you want?" Wixham said hesitantly, "If you are talking about a will, it was indeed left in the manor where I temporarily lived in my childhood. If you are talking about witnesses, I am afraid that except myself There is nothing else. Former partners, either out of intimidation or bought by money, are not on my side now."
He looked very pitiful, and the experience of being betrayed and having to go far aroused sympathy.
"So you don't have any evidence?" Lydia pointed out. "Sir, you accuse me like this, but you have nothing but yourself, which really makes me a little confused."
"Not to mention, according to what you said, you are the son of the steward?" Lydia sighed, "The son of the steward is not loyal to the young master. In the face of such criticisms, he not only kept it secret, but publicized it. This gentleman Really poor."
"Indeed, no matter how much I like my maid," whispered a lady and her close friend, "if my child gets a bad reputation because of him, I don't think the maid is loyal enough, she should go Keep this a secret."
"I have no enmity with you, lady," he said rather pitifully, "is it because my greetings to you just now have aroused your dissatisfaction? If so, I apologize to you."
"If you only make trouble for this," someone below said in a low voice, "then this young lady is indeed too stingy."
"But this gentleman really has no evidence to prove that he once owned this inheritance," someone retorted in a low voice, "If there is no evidence, wouldn't I have broken my promise to the child a few days ago?"
Nowadays, there are lawyers who are responsible for the transfer and inheritance of land, and if there is no so-called lawyer to divide the property for such a large land, it is unreasonable.
"I'm never dissatisfied with you." Lydia trembled as if frightened, "Please don't use such a serious tone, I'm just putting forward my guess reasonably."
She pinched her own arm, turned her head, and threw herself into Lady Catherine's arms. "Master," she whimpered, "did I do something wrong?"
"I..." Wickham panicked, it was the first time he had seen someone so shameless crying in front of him.In fact, there is this will, but the so-called things have long been squandered by him.
He turned his head and came up with a good idea.
"Please don't do this, lady," he said in a panic. "If you want me to admit my mistake, I'm wrong. Your tears shouldn't be shed because of my overly serious tone."
He looked at Lydia, and showed a sad attitude again, "Could it be that you were deceived by that despicable and shameless Darcy, so you can say so many good things about him?"
"Young ladies are always liable to be deceived by the words of gentlemen," said Wickham, "and I do not blame you, lady."
That's enough, Wixham looked at the brown-haired girl in front of him with some pity, thinking that he could still gain a reputation for generosity and carelessness, and couldn't help feeling complacent.
The following whispers basically labeled Lydia as "dizzy for love".
[Host, he stole someone else's invitation letter and came in,] the system, who had been silent for a while, whispered.
"I haven't met him a few times, but I... I do know one thing," Lydia wiped away her tears, and beckoned for the waiter.
She said quite firmly, "I've never seen you on the invitation list."
She straightened her back and watched Mr. Wickham, who was slandering others in a few words, fell into a state of bewilderment.
"As for your accusation, it's more like something out of nothing," Lydia sneered angrily, contrary to her previous attitude, "I like the Mr. Darcy you said? God testifies, I have never met him in reality. , The one of the few encounters is still in what you said just now. Why, now I believe everything I say? Then I said that I dreamed of the fairy in the lake, should a sword appear in front of me?"
She said without blinking, thought for a while, and added something.
"Oh, if you're referring to the letters DARCY," Lydia said, "I've seen them many times, after all, there are only 26 letters."
The following were not shocked by Lydia's accusation against Wickham, but were amused by her next sentence.
In other words, they also had a lot of ulterior dealings with this "Mr. Darcy".
The author has something to say: update it!Fixed it!
There are roughly references, but I am here overhead! ooc don't scold me / put the lid on the pot and run away
And tomorrow's update will be late because I'm going to be on the clip!
Hey, hug the little angels who subscribe one by one!
Lydia didn't know how to answer.She felt like walking on the edge of a cliff, like walking on the wire rope she had seen a few days ago.
Seeing that Lydia suddenly became nervous, the queen joked, "Maybe you don't have to be so nervous?"
She said indifferently, "I'm just a little interested, and I called you to have a chat. Even tell a little lie?"
Facing the Queen's encouraging eyes, Lydia relaxed.
"It's a little bit, um, you know," Lydia tried to keep her face relaxed, "my own unique little trick."
The queen obviously doesn't believe her words very much, but she still has a fairly lenient attitude.
"Okay, honey," she was really flattered by her title, "then let's talk about something else, I heard from your sister Elizabeth, you want to be an explorer?"
"Oh..ah, yes," Lydia said, rather surprised, "but I guess that's a bit unrealistic."
She tugged at her skirt nervously, "Now everyone seems to think that it's better for ladies to stay at home."
"Don't worry about that," the queen laughed lightly, standing up and turning around.
The wide and large cloak circled in a beautiful arc. Lydia watched the skirt blooming on her knees, and realized in a trance that the queen seemed not as tall as her.
"I have approved your sister's notice to go to Cambridge University, so let me be self-willed again," she sat back on the chair, winked at Lydia playfully, pretending that nothing happened, "Go, my lady explorer."
Lydia watched in surprise as the queen signed a handwritten letter smoothly and handed it to her.
She looked down and saw that it was a commission.
It's not fun, and it doesn't pay, but as the first "explorer" to be recognized by the Queen, she might get something out of the ordinary.
The queen looked at the wall clock beside her, and said a little dejectedly, "Oops, it's about time."
The next second, there was a knock on the door.
"Your Majesty," said the waiter, "the next lady you want to meet is here."
"That's it for today, Miss Bennet," she returned to the original air, "It's a pleasure to learn about Hertfordshire from you. I hope you have a perfect time at the ball." night."
Lydia held the letter of appointment tightly in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
The Queen waved her away.
Lydia left the study alone and walked outside.
There seemed to be an entire garden between the banquet hall and the rear, and she had to identify which way she had just taken when she was brought here.
After finally returning to the banquet hall, he ran into the gentleman he had just met.
He is chatting with some noble ladies and seems to be quite popular.
Lydia listened closely, just in time to hear him staring at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his own sadness.
"...The little master of my manor seems to be a little dissatisfied with me. When the old master passed away, he kicked me out," he said injured.
"This is really too bad," said a lady, gently fanning her fan, hiding her face.
"Yes," the other tapped the corners of his eyes with a veil, "What's the name of this heir who is not so kind, and even a bit ruthless?"
"His name is Darcy," said Wickham. "Of course you may doubt my words. . . . Of course, I swear to God that everything I say is true. . . . "
The face of Mrs. Catherine next to her couldn't be described as livid.
She had heard about the affairs of the Darcy family, and she also knew that her nephew and niece were unlucky to meet such a housekeeper's son.
But she never expected that this person would actually go near the banquet, and even dare to reveal this matter in public.
Relying on the fact that you have a little handle, you dare to make up things unscrupulously?
It was for this reason that Georgiana had delayed her entry into society, and here he was having a good time, and gaining sympathy with made-up stories.
She wished she could turn into a lion and be killed by him with one bite.
"Speaking of which," a busybody saw Mrs. Catherine sitting on the side, and asked curiously, "Mrs. Boll, I remember that your sister married a businessman named Darcy?"
Called, Lady Catherine could no longer pretend not to hear.
She held the handkerchief tightly, turned her head, and said rather reluctantly, "My nephew would not do such a thing, but this gentleman, are you denying the wrong person? I have never seen you at Pemberley Manor. "
"No, I have seen you visit by chance, Mrs. Bor," he replied quite fluently, "if I have a false sentence, I will die a terrible death."
The discussion around this corner grew louder. Lydia walked through the chairs where several people were sitting, stood beside Madam Catherine, and held her hand with a little worry.
She looked like she wanted to say something, but held back the words.And Lydia herself doesn't really believe that Darcy is such a person.
According to him, a wise and wealthy gentleman slandered Wickham and withheld his property simply because it was large, and Darcy's father favored Wickham more than Darcy himself?
Lydia coughed and interrupted Wickham's misery.
"Excuse me, sir, I am not convinced by your words," Lydia asked in an orderly manner, "You said that old Mr. Darcy gave you an inheritance?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Wixham, straightening his clothes a little, and turning to her, "do you have any questions?"
He recognized that the one who interrupted him now was his best target, the young lady he had just met in the garden.
"I want to ask, yes, do you have any evidence to support everything you say? I am really sorry, but there is no evidence. I think it is obviously rude to accuse an absent gentleman in this way." Lydia said.
"What evidence do you want?" Wixham said hesitantly, "If you are talking about a will, it was indeed left in the manor where I temporarily lived in my childhood. If you are talking about witnesses, I am afraid that except myself There is nothing else. Former partners, either out of intimidation or bought by money, are not on my side now."
He looked very pitiful, and the experience of being betrayed and having to go far aroused sympathy.
"So you don't have any evidence?" Lydia pointed out. "Sir, you accuse me like this, but you have nothing but yourself, which really makes me a little confused."
"Not to mention, according to what you said, you are the son of the steward?" Lydia sighed, "The son of the steward is not loyal to the young master. In the face of such criticisms, he not only kept it secret, but publicized it. This gentleman Really poor."
"Indeed, no matter how much I like my maid," whispered a lady and her close friend, "if my child gets a bad reputation because of him, I don't think the maid is loyal enough, she should go Keep this a secret."
"I have no enmity with you, lady," he said rather pitifully, "is it because my greetings to you just now have aroused your dissatisfaction? If so, I apologize to you."
"If you only make trouble for this," someone below said in a low voice, "then this young lady is indeed too stingy."
"But this gentleman really has no evidence to prove that he once owned this inheritance," someone retorted in a low voice, "If there is no evidence, wouldn't I have broken my promise to the child a few days ago?"
Nowadays, there are lawyers who are responsible for the transfer and inheritance of land, and if there is no so-called lawyer to divide the property for such a large land, it is unreasonable.
"I'm never dissatisfied with you." Lydia trembled as if frightened, "Please don't use such a serious tone, I'm just putting forward my guess reasonably."
She pinched her own arm, turned her head, and threw herself into Lady Catherine's arms. "Master," she whimpered, "did I do something wrong?"
"I..." Wickham panicked, it was the first time he had seen someone so shameless crying in front of him.In fact, there is this will, but the so-called things have long been squandered by him.
He turned his head and came up with a good idea.
"Please don't do this, lady," he said in a panic. "If you want me to admit my mistake, I'm wrong. Your tears shouldn't be shed because of my overly serious tone."
He looked at Lydia, and showed a sad attitude again, "Could it be that you were deceived by that despicable and shameless Darcy, so you can say so many good things about him?"
"Young ladies are always liable to be deceived by the words of gentlemen," said Wickham, "and I do not blame you, lady."
That's enough, Wixham looked at the brown-haired girl in front of him with some pity, thinking that he could still gain a reputation for generosity and carelessness, and couldn't help feeling complacent.
The following whispers basically labeled Lydia as "dizzy for love".
[Host, he stole someone else's invitation letter and came in,] the system, who had been silent for a while, whispered.
"I haven't met him a few times, but I... I do know one thing," Lydia wiped away her tears, and beckoned for the waiter.
She said quite firmly, "I've never seen you on the invitation list."
She straightened her back and watched Mr. Wickham, who was slandering others in a few words, fell into a state of bewilderment.
"As for your accusation, it's more like something out of nothing," Lydia sneered angrily, contrary to her previous attitude, "I like the Mr. Darcy you said? God testifies, I have never met him in reality. , The one of the few encounters is still in what you said just now. Why, now I believe everything I say? Then I said that I dreamed of the fairy in the lake, should a sword appear in front of me?"
She said without blinking, thought for a while, and added something.
"Oh, if you're referring to the letters DARCY," Lydia said, "I've seen them many times, after all, there are only 26 letters."
The following were not shocked by Lydia's accusation against Wickham, but were amused by her next sentence.
In other words, they also had a lot of ulterior dealings with this "Mr. Darcy".
The author has something to say: update it!Fixed it!
There are roughly references, but I am here overhead! ooc don't scold me / put the lid on the pot and run away
And tomorrow's update will be late because I'm going to be on the clip!
Hey, hug the little angels who subscribe one by one!
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