[Zhongying] Rebirth meets a wizard

For Lydia, the downfall of the Duchess of Norfolk meant that all was well in London.

Now that Lydia's long-cherished wish, that of Mrs. Smith's, was fulfilled, almost immediately, Sherlock timed and fixed a date for the wedding.

This was a rare and tough request from Sherlock, and Lydia was not unwilling, so she naturally complied with him, but it was a bit rushed after all.

In the end, Mrs. Holmes enlisted the help of Mycroft, so that the preparations for the wedding could be completed in time, and a lot of time was spared.

In other words, this was Sherlock's plan. He dared to set such a quick wedding date, obviously planning to plot against his brother.

Time flies, and seeing that the wedding is only a week away, Lydia finally has a real sense of the upcoming wedding when she looks at the wedding dress that has been prepared.

In fact, the preparations for the wedding should have been paid for by Lydia, but the Holmes family was anxious for Sherlock, and they wanted the first wedding to be held in London, so it was the Holmes family who were busy.

At that time, in Longbourn, the Bennet's family can do a simple wedding.

Sherlock is very busy recently, but he still finds time to visit Lydia.

Even though all the members of the Bennet family have come to London, Sherlock still comes to Lydia to report for duty every day.

Lydia was a little nervous before the wedding, and Sherlock was certainly not.

Even though the Holmes family took care of most of the things, there were still many things that required Lydia's nod.

On this day, Sherlock picked up Lydia on the grounds of deciding on the bouquet style and flower variety.

Playing with the roses that Sherlock gave that day in the carriage, he soon arrived at 221b Baker Street.

Lydia was abducted by Sherlock this time, of course, it is impossible to really decide on such a trivial matter as a bouquet.

An sat in the old seat by the window, Lydia drank the black tea offered by Sherlock, and smiled sideways at him.

Sherlock only saw the light coming in from the window, which made Lydia's beauty dazzling him.

Who is this great detective in London? People who never pay attention to people's appearance are more and more able to see Lydia's beauty.

Seeing Lydia right in front of his eyes, and thinking that the wedding date was just around the corner, Sherlock couldn't help but smile.

"Didn't you let me decide the bouquet? Why did you just look at me in a daze."

Lydia put down the cup, propped her chin with her right hand, and watched Sherlock's reaction with a smile.

"You knew it was an excuse, but you still came?"

On the side of Sherlock's long legs, he leaned against the wall in a relaxed manner, exposing Lydia's cooperation.

"Don't I need to decide on the bouquet?"

Lydia asked back.

"need."

Sherlock looked at the upright Lydia amusedly, and felt that she was cute even with her unreasonable words.

"It's just a matter of one sentence. Have you thought about what flowers to choose?"

"It's nothing more than a few types. I've already thought about it. How about I go home after I finish my sentence?"

Lydia shifted her hand to support her head.

"It's good to finish a sentence."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he saw that Lydia was about to look fierce, as he expected, before continuing to speak.

"Then it's my turn to tell you, Lydia, that even though we're about to get married, I still miss you every day."

Lydia rolled her eyes at Sherlock, who was talking more and more smoothly, and gave Sherlock a sideways glance with a smile.

"If you want to tell your heart, let's start. I just want to hear it."

"Then you tell me your request for bouquet first, I'll write it down and order it, how about it?"

Sherlock tried to stall for time.

"Just lilies of the valley, ivy and myrtle. There aren't many choices for bouquets."

Lydia naturally saw Sherlock's intentions, she really solved the bouquet problem with one sentence, and then looked at Sherlock with a smile.

"Is there a style preference?"

Sherlock nodded to write it down and continued to ask questions that seemed true or false.

"The flowers are ready, and then my sisters and I will make our own bouquets."

Lydia smiled unhappily, looked up at Sherlock and felt tired, and also felt that this was too far away from Sherlock, so she simply got up and stood opposite Sherlock.

"It's your turn, Sherlock."

"Aggressive, I can stand you..."

Sherlock stood up straight, took another step closer to close the distance, and kissed Lydia's little nose affectionately.

"It seems that there are others who can stand you, and words don't count."

Lydia leaned back to avoid Sherlock's fingertips, and seeing Sherlock's reluctance, she wanted to bite that finger unwillingly.

Sherlock didn't hide either, letting Lydia bite his finger.

"I love you, do I need to say more?"

That is to say, with a light bite, Lydia felt that Sherlock didn't even hide, and she let go without a sense of accomplishment at all. She took a step back and looked at the smiling Sherlock unhappily.

"I can't say it too many times."

"Don't be shy!"

Sherlock withdrew his hand, the fingers bitten by Lydia were numb, and it was hot to his heart.

"You want me to be shy?"

Lydia took another step back.

Sherlock immediately took two steps forward, and Sherlock, who was almost close to Lydia, hugged the person who made him numb.

"I just want you to be in front of me all the time."

Lydia, who was easily coaxed, stepped up and kissed Sherlock's chin.

"Hmph... this is a reward."

"You're blushing."

Sherlock was happy at first, but when he saw the blush on Lydia's face, he simply held Lydia's face in his hands.

Although Lydia's face was a little hot, she was only slightly flushed.

However, this slightly flushed face made Lydia even more colorful.

Seeing Sherlock looking straight at her, the blush on Lydia's face became more and more vivid, and she was not really shy, how could she remain indifferent when she was stared at like this.

Lydia's discomfort was noticed by Sherlock, who lowered his head and kissed Xiao's long-awaited red lips.

She kissed Lydia intimately, her lips pressed together, but the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

Although Lydia blushed, she was also happy with the intimacy, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Kissing lightly, both of them smiled happily.

..............................

Sherlock's arrangement of the wedding date was almost unreasonable and rushed ahead of Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley. He quickly set the date of marriage, which made Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley who were looking forward to the wedding date step by step look at each other and could only follow their own The fiancée came to London.

That's right, originally they all stayed at Netherfield Manor and accompanied their fiancées every day, and they were much happier than Sherlock.

But now that Sherlock mentions the wedding date, they feel a little uncomfortable.

These two also often went to the Bennet family's residence in London, and they were also with Jane and Elizabeth respectively at the moment.

No wonder Sherlock wanted to turn Lydia to Baker Street. Jane and Mr. Bingley were in the drawing room. Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy occupied the tea room by the garden. Sherlock knew there was no room for him.

Speaking of which, Bingley won Jane's heart smoothly and step by step, but for Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth, there were twists and turns.

Originally, the mischievous Lydia was the catalyst for their relationship, but this time, Lydia's change made their relationship more variable.

Fortunately, Mr. Darcy is still very firm after he has strengthened his determination. After Lydia left the rose garden, he can finally pursue his sweetheart properly.

Coupled with Miss Darcy's timely assists, Mr. Darcy finally got the beauty back in his arms.

It's fine for Mr. Darcy to see Sherlock's pursuit of his fiancée so smoothly. Now that the wedding date is ahead of them, Mr. Darcy feels a little uncomfortable.

It has to be said that it is not only ladies who can compare and care about, but gentlemen also care about the same thing.

Not only did Elizabeth have a pair of beautiful eyes, but she could also see clearly with these beautiful eyes. She could see her fiancé's movements in her eyes, so she also seized the opportunity to tease him.

"Dear Mr. Darcy, are you disrespectful because of my little sister's early wedding?"

Mr. Darcy is also helpless about his fiancée's special hobby of watching him change his face.

"Liz, I'm just envious of Mr. Holmes' luck. A person as powerful as Miss Lydia actually listens to him."

Elizabeth couldn't help laughing, but she didn't show mercy when facing her fiancé.

"Are you saying I don't listen to you enough, Fitzwilliam?"

"You know I don't mean that."

Mr. Darcy looked at his mischievous fiancée and shook his head.

"Lydia was the first to get engaged, so I don't know what you're doing?"

Elizabeth continued to laugh and tease Mr. Darcy.

She had heard people jokingly say that Mr. Holmes was very mindful that Dr. Watson married before him, and that Mr. Holmes was not as mature as his appearance, and was actually a little childish.

Now it was his fiancé's turn, and he was just as naive as to care about the date of the marriage sooner or later.

Mr. Darcy, identified by his fiancée as one of the immature men, tries to explain his emotions.

"Mr. Holmes has arranged the wedding so tightly that everyone agrees. I should have known..."

"I knew you would have set the wedding date earlier?"

Elizabeth smiled lightly and looked at Mr. Darcy with clear eyes.

"Yes, Charles regretted it too."

Mr. Darcy dragged his good friend Mr. Bingley into the water with a word.

Very well, adding a brother-in-law to Elizabeth's childish list.

Mary and John have suspended the operation of the clinic. They helped Sherlock and Lydia prepare for the wedding, and the similar chats with them are somewhat different.

"Mary, fortunately our wedding was held early, otherwise Sherlock would have wished to arrange the wedding at the front!"

It has to be said that John knows Sherlock very well, so what he said still showed Sherlock's characteristics.

"So are you proud?"

Mary smiled and shook her head, she was used to the way of getting along with the two friends, it was just a fight over who was more childish.

"Of course, how can you not be proud?"

John carefully supported Mary to sit down, with a bright and proud smile on his face.

"You are going to be a father, and you are arguing with Mr. Holmes about this, are you childish?"

Before showing her pregnancy, Mary took the milk handed by John and took a sip.

"Speaking of which, our children will also be older than Sherlock's. It seems that Sherlock can't catch up with us."

John took Mary's hand and was relieved to find it warm.

"You and I are older than Mr. Holmes and Lydia, so what are you so proud of?"

Mary drank the milk without delay to complain about her husband.

..............................

Lovers in London were in pairs, and Miss Katie, the only one left of the Bennet family, was pouting and sprinting through the busy streets.

The home was occupied by her sisters and fiances, and the mother was busy preparing for the wedding of her daughters. Katie was alone, and she didn't want to be caught by her mother, so she had to go shopping with her maid.

Not knowing what happened, Katie rushed out of a shop and left angrily.

London's underground drainage system has already started work after McCoff's planning, and shops on several streets have been affected, so this one of the unaffected commercial streets is particularly crowded.

There was a maid guarding her, but Katie, who was walking aggressively, still bumped into someone and was about to be knocked down. The gentleman who collided with Katie stretched out her hand to help Katie, so that she was not in close contact with the ground. .

This seems to be the beginning of another story.