[Zhongying] Rebirth meets a wizard

The Earl of Maclean's ball was grander, with more candles, a larger ballroom, and a well-known band.

Lydia used to love proms so much. If it was before, if it was Lydia who regarded proms as her life, she would have been screaming in circles with excitement.

But now standing at the prom scene that she had dreamed of, Lydia only misses the grass of Longbourne, the big trees and her mother's nagging.

After exchanging pleasantries with the host of the ball—the young Earl Maclean, Lydia found the familiar Mrs. Bell.

"Honey, I just knew you wouldn't miss today's dance, so glad to see you today."

Mrs. Bell was a kindly, middle-aged beauty.

Contrary to her good-natured looks, she had the ambition and the wrist to support her own business, cloth and lace, and also made ready-to-wear, and was one of the richest men in London.

"Ma'am, you clearly know the purpose of my visit today. If you hadn't suddenly asked me to withdraw my shares, I would still be living my life in the countryside. There is no need to come to London, where I am not familiar, in this winter. "

Lydia complained, genuinely or falsely.

"Dear Lydia, who made your ability so outstanding is beyond my ability, otherwise I would not be willing to give up such benefits."

Mrs. Bell, who used to cover Lydia, can no longer cover her, but she has also found a home for Lydia.

"A qualified partner like Madam will definitely be my No. 1 choice for cooperation in the future. Why worry about not having another chance to cooperate in the future."

Lydia doesn't talk or smile like a little girl under 16, and Mrs. Bell doesn't treat her like a normal little girl.

"Yes, yes, we hit it off so well, there is always a chance."

This is the purpose of Mrs. Bell. She helped Lydia find her next partner and helped build bridges. Isn't it just to show her kindness and create possibilities for future cooperation.

Lydia naturally responded, talking about the latest news, of course the handsome gentleman's playboy, Mr. Hurt, was in the limelight.

"By the way, this young man has always wanted to get to know you. He is a capable and handsome guy. Lydia, Mr. Hurt will definitely be here in a while. He has asked me several times to give me the opportunity to introduce you to him. It seems that our Lydia's charm is really huge."

Saying that, Mrs. Bell winked at Lydia ambiguously.

"The charm of money is great. If he knows that you know me, he can be sure that he is indeed a capable person. It's just that he and I have no possibility of cooperation. I remember that he is in the tea business."

Lydia doesn't believe that this matter has anything to do with beauty, she believes that this is a well-informed person who can see benefits in herself.

Mrs. Bell hid her face with her fan, but just by her eyes she could tell she was smiling.

"My dear Lydia, here he comes."

Mrs. Bell, who was amused by Lydia's realistic statement, finally put down her fan, but there was still a smile between her words.

The handsome and tall Mr. Hurt bowed to the two ladies, Lydia stood up and returned the salute, and Mrs. Bell nodded with a smile as the elder.

"Mrs. Bell, you are still handsome. I am so glad to see you at the ball. I wonder if you can introduce this beautiful lady to me?"

After exchanging pleasantries with Mrs. Bell, he politely asked him to introduce Lydia to him.

"Of course, of course."

Mrs. Bell shook her fan comfortably, and happily introduced to Lydia

"Lydia, this is Mr. Hurt."

"Hello, Mr. Hurt."

Lydia smiled commercially, but she didn't respond enthusiastically because of the other party's handsome appearance.

"Mr. Hurt, this is Miss Lydia."

Mrs. Bell seemed to find Lydia's cold reaction amused, and introduced Lydia to Mr. Hurt with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Lydia."

The already handsome face became even brighter in the smile, and even Lydia, who was now resistant to masculinity, was dazzled by Mr. Hurt's handsomeness.

Then there is the time of mutual compliments, mainly Mrs. Bell and Mr. Hurt going back and forth. For Lydia, this is garbage time, fruitless and boring.

As ambitious people, Mrs. Bell and Mr. Hurt certainly couldn't stay with Lydia all the time.

And Lydia's pursuit is different from theirs, so instead of shuttling through the crowd to actively socialize like them, she went to places where there were few people.

Of course, I will also avoid corners that are too hidden. It is not good to see things that should not be seen.

After leaving the crowd, Lydia, who has no elders, few acquaintances, and no introducer, is naturally less interested.

And Lydia was also happy to be free, she found a male waiter to help her bring a message to the earl, explaining her location, and expressed a cooperative attitude, Lydia planned to find a safe and quiet corner to sit, far away from the earl. Looking at the lively dance floor and beautiful skirts from a distance.

Only from a distance can one appreciate these beauties, but when she gets closer, she sees similar gentlemen and ladies, and Lydia expresses that she cannot appreciate them.

To Lydia's surprise, there was already someone on the sofa in that corner.

As expected by Holmes, Miss Lydia, who doesn't like excitement but prefers to attend the ball, appears.

While seeing the person coming, Lydia meekly curtseyed.

"Good morning, Mr. Holmes."

When he saw Lydia, he stood up from the sofa. After Lydia's curtsey, Mr. Holmes, whose mouth slightly raised an arc, returned a gentlemanly bow.

"Hello, Miss Lydia."

After the greetings are over, Lydia plans to change a corner.

"Miss Lydia isn't going to dance?"

What Mr. Holmes said made Lydia stay. After all, all the gentlemen raised questions, and she couldn't just leave.

"I don't know many people in London, and I don't really like dancing."

Lydia kept a distance from Mr. Holmes, and answered from such a distance.

"Miss Lydia is too modest. I don't have any familiar people in London, but the ball invitations from the earl's and viscount's houses all go to Miss Lydia's house."

Mr. Holmes is well dressed today, which is different from his usual attire at the Viscount's Ball last time.

"Not as good as Mr. Holmes. After all, I met Mr. Holmes at two balls, didn't I?"

Lydia didn't understand why this gentleman was staring at her. The last time she asked, this feeling was even more obvious now.

"I didn't receive an invitation to the ball at the viscount's house. I showed up at the time just to solve the trouble, but who knew that things would get worse. Not everyone is like Miss Lydia, who can remain calm when they see a dead body. "

So this time is the reason why Mr. Holmes's clothes were simple last time. He was called to the dance temporarily.

And he had already confirmed that Lydia had appeared next to the corpse.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. If there is nothing else, I may need to leave first."

Lydia thought it was wrong, so she planned to withdraw first, and she couldn't admit it even if she was killed, okay?

"It seems that I am very unpopular. In fact, I am here to return a small thing. This pearl hair chain should belong to Miss Lydia."

Mr. Holmes had a long delicate chain of pearls which Lydia had adorned in her hair at the viscount's ball.

"Thank you Mr. Holmes for your thoughtfulness. It seems that I have left it in the viscount's garden."

Lydia's heart skipped a beat when she saw the familiar jewelry, but she soon settled down. The murderer had been found, and she also admitted that she had walked into the path.

"You should really thank me, otherwise you might not have been able to fool Mr. Harris and Lestrade so easily that day."

Unreasonably, Mr. Holmes didn't say no thanks, but emphasized his own role. At the same time, he approached Lydia and handed over the bead chain.

"I'm not fooling them."

Of course Lydia refuted it, how could she plead guilty to this crime.

"Well, they were stupid. I found this bead chain not far from the corpse."

Mr. Holmes changed his tune from good to bad.

"I really have nothing to do with this case."

Lydia stood still and couldn't help explaining.

"Of course it's irrelevant, but Miss Lydia, I also want to advise you that Earl McLean is not a good candidate for a relationship. You don't know him well."

The rare and kind Mr. Holmes finally reminded me.

Of course he could see that Miss Lydia had nothing to do with the murder, but with the host of such a ball.

It just so happened that Mr. Holmes was the same age as Earl McLean and had met him several times, so he had nowhere to hide from him.

"Thank you very much. Very much!"

Lydia looked at this man in surprise, but the content was kind.

"Then put away your chain."

Mr. Holmes didn't say anything more, and a reminder was already a rare kindness of his.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to accept the necklace you handed me in public. Could you please send it to a place for me?"

Lydia didn't reach out to pick it up. There are indeed few people here, but few people doesn't mean there are no people.

"Okay, so what's the address?"

Mr. Holmes finally withdrew his hand and stood upright a step away from Lydia.

"No. 19 Bond Street, just give it to Mrs. Henry."

Lydia finally gave Holmes a sincere smile, a bright one, with a sunny atmosphere rarely seen in London.