I'm really a witch

After eating, Elizabeth's cutting movements were inevitably a bit big, as if she took the meat on the plate as someone.She was very hard, and tried her best not to make the screeching sound of the knife and fork on the plate, and the knuckles holding the tableware turned white.

Circe looked at her a little cautiously.In fact, she didn't understand what Elizabeth was trying to comfort herself just now, but she followed the eyes of this suppressed angry girl who occasionally flew out, only to realize that the object was Mr. Rude.

No wonder.Circe suddenly realized and nodded lightly, feeling relieved.It seems that she is still angry about what happened at the previous ball. Elizabeth has always held grudges, which is normal.Circe is still very happy to be protected like this.

Unlike Circe, who felt relieved because he knew the truth, Darcy ate awkwardly for the first half of the meal.He couldn't remember how many times he was stared at by that Miss Bennet, and he was not a person who talked too much at the dinner table, so he had to try to focus on other things. To ignore the swishing eye knife.

As a result, when he looked up, it was Circe who was seriously fighting against the stew on the plate.

Circe is very focused when eating, as if only the food in front of her eyes is left in her eyes, and she will squint her eyes slightly satisfied when she cuts it up and stuffs it into her mouth. Watching her eat always makes people appetite open.

This whole table full of meat and vegetables seems to be the only stew that suits her modern stomach, and its quantity is quite large, a piece of meat can fill Circe.She ate slowly, taking small bites.Although the etiquette is not so perfect that you can't find any mistakes, no one can say that she is not elegant.

Darcy himself didn't notice the small arc of the corner of his mouth.When Circe squinted, she looked like a cat stretching in the sun, making one want to pet her.

Whenever Darcy was present, Miss Bingley's eyes would not have a second focus. She naturally saw the whole process of Darcy's changes.In the first half, she still focused her firepower on Elizabeth, and her words were full of honey-smeared sarcasm. Elizabeth was not to be outdone.

In the second half, she turned her attention to Circe.Miss Bingley first looked at Circe carefully up and down, and the disdain and jealousy in her heart almost overflowed.In any case, she couldn't figure it out, how did this ordinary-looking man, who had nothing to do with nobility, get Darcy's attention?But she knew that Darcy didn't like her at the ball before!

So Circe, who was eating quietly, was forcibly dragged into the women's war.At the beginning, Miss Bingley restrained herself tentatively, and after a few sentences, she realized that this girl was far from Elizabeth's formidable fighting power, as if she couldn't hear the traps in her words at all.Even if he no longer restrained himself, he turned a corner and attacked Circe fiercely from his appearance to his background, from his character to his demeanor.

Elizabeth looked at Miss Bingley's smug face and jumped angrily, but she couldn't interrupt rashly. It was impolite. Instead, she handed the handle to Miss Bingley for her to play.

Circe kept her composure, and if it was true that she did not catch Miss Bingley's oblique sarcasm at first, then even a fool could tell the difference.It's just that she has never been a person who is good at words, even if she often stays with Elizabeth, she hasn't learned her eloquence.After all, she has lived in modern times for more than ten years, and her personality has long been established.What kind of eloquence can you expect from a nerd who stays in the lab all day?

But that didn't mean Circe would swallow it for nothing.She won't say, can't she still do it?

Just as he was about to cast a brief aphasia spell on that stupid and arrogant young lady, a voice spoke first.

"I still have a reply letter to write, so I'll take my leave first." No one expected Darcy to speak out at this time, and for a moment, everyone's eyes were on him.

Darcy got up calmly, bowed and left, as if he really had something important to do.

Miss Bingley's complacent look froze on her face, which was funny and ridiculous.Darcy would have rescued that country girl!She gritted her teeth secretly, her face was gloomy, and she didn't say another word after that.Bingley quickly changed the subject, and the dinner table became lively again.

Circe blinked in confusion, and she hadn't expected the man to speak at all.After thinking about it for a while, she gave up looking into it. Guessing other people's intentions has never been something she is good at, so she just thinks she owes him a favor.

Elizabeth was even more surprised. She couldn't understand that a person who had laughed at her sister before would now take the initiative to save her.But she would be glad to see Miss Bingley bruised, no matter who caused it.That distorted expression was enough to be the butt of her jokes for a long time.

By the time Circe had finished bit by bit the stew on her plate, the dinner was almost over, and there were twists and turns.

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Jane looked better, and she had an appetite, eating a little.Elizabeth sat on the edge of her bed and read her poems for a while, and Circe listened together, holding Jane's hand.

Elizabeth's voice is very clear, like her character, straightforward and cheerful.When she recites poems, she mostly chooses those with bright emotions or lightheartedness to read, and sometimes she makes gestures with her hands, which makes Jian laugh uncontrollably.Laughing and laughing coughed a little, Circe hurriedly patted her on the back to comfort her.

Soon Jane was exhausted, and she obediently supported Circe's arm and lay down again, raising her hand to touch the girl's cheek.

"Okay, don't stay here, go down and play, I'll sleep for a while." Jane pursed her lips and smiled softly.

The two of them waited until Jane fell asleep before leaving the room.

Downstairs, Mr. Hurst played cards together, and Darcy wrote letters at the table, as he said.

Seeing the two people coming down the stairs, Mr. Hurst called out, "You two ladies, come and play!"

Elizabeth was worried that their wins and losses would be too big, so she declined: "I'll just use a book for entertainment, and I'll go upstairs to see Jane later."

Circe was much more straightforward: "I don't know how to play this, let's read a book."

Miss Bingley probably forgot the embarrassment at the dinner table, and immediately said: "The two ladies don't like playing cards. They are great scholars and are not interested in other things."

"We don't dare to take such a compliment, and we can't bear such a blame. We are not great scholars, and we are interested in many things." Elizabeth was not polite to her.

Circe glanced at Miss Bingley. No one interrupted her this time, and the aphasia spell was unambiguous.