I'm really a witch

Viscount Hardy was a friend who grew up with Williams, slightly older than him by two years.After the death of his father, he inherited his title, and recently married a lady, who is also a young lady from an aristocratic family with countless names.

Unlike Darcy and Bingley, who are friends with completely different personalities, these two people have much alike personalities. I heard that Mr. Hardy often pulled William when he was not married. James is running around.

"I don't know about his wife, but Edgar is very easy to get along with, so you don't have to worry." Williams moved very neatly, "I just made an appointment to go to the Jockey Club in two days, and you can see them then. gone."

"Royal Ascot?" Circe rubbed Cassandra's head on her lap, and from time to time ran down the long hair on her back.

Although he is not a person who often pays attention to sports activities, such a grand event is somewhat heard.It is said that it was founded by a certain Queen of England, so the royal family will attend the Jockey Club every year, and finally present awards to the winners.

The horses of the king of England will also participate in the competition, and it is considered a great honor for knights to ride on the horses dedicated to the king.

Of course, there are also special requirements for dress.Men have nothing to say, they must wear black or gray dresses, which is not much different from their usual.At least if you let Circe see it, you won't see much difference.

But ladies are much stricter.Two-piece box dresses or informal gowns, plus as many details as Sercy couldn't remember.Oh by the way, don't forget the hat.Both men and women are required to wear a hat to attend.Men generally wear a top hat, while women compete for beauty and show off their talents.

The wide-brimmed top hat almost covers half of the face, decorated with brightly colored feathers, or exaggerated silk flowers dotted on the front of the hat, and some hats must be surprisingly heavy just by looking at them.Circe shuddered at the thought.

Williams was in high spirits, and it should be said that he was always in high spirits about this kind of fun.

"We went on Gold Cup Day, the most lively day." Williams leaned forward and gestured to Circe, "I'm very lucky in betting on horses. Follow me and take you there to earn pocket money!"

Gold Cup Day is actually often referred to as "Ladies' Day", even by the British royal family.As the name suggests, the day with the most ladies is also the busiest and most critical day of the event.To put it bluntly, this day is the most "good-looking" day.

When Williams saw it, he didn't miss this, and he kept talking: "I have already asked someone to prepare your costume, so you don't have to worry about it. It's the tailor you saw last time."

He also took advantage of the situation and sighed: "So, we wizards are much more convenient, making clothes is much faster than those ordinary tailors."

"You made me change faster," Circe curled her lips, thinking of the busy seamstress that day still gave a chill to her back, "It also saves money."

"How can this be the same." Williams waved his hand, showing a serious expression, intending to correct the girl's concept.

Seeing his expression, Circe got a headache, and made a begging gesture: "Stop talking, don't talk, I will leave the clothes to you, and I won't move."

Williams nodded in satisfaction: "I have seen the drawing of your hat beforehand, and you will definitely be satisfied."

Circe twitched the corners of his mouth, swallowing the words on his lips.

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"I won't wear this hat, give up." Circe stared at the hat in Williams's hand as if looking at some kind of enemy.

"It's very beautiful, the effect is absolutely perfect, I guarantee it with my aesthetics." Williams held the hat, trying to put it back into Circe's hands persistently.If he hadn't taken care of her hairstyle, he might have slammed it on her head endlessly.Circe had already discovered that this man had an inexplicable insistence on dressing.

"But that flower is too big!" Circe dodged nimbly, holding up her skirt.Her dress suits her very well, the base is bright yellow, and the hem is the color of new leaves.Circe herself is not tall and has a tender face, so she looks like a pretty and lively little girl in such a dress.

There was nothing wrong with the hat, in fact it matched her dress very well, except that Circe would not be able to accept a large hat and a flower decoration on it that took up a third of it at the same time.

However, Williams would never let her go on this matter: "If you don't wear this hat, I will confiscate half of your seeds!" He resorted to a killer.

"You!" Circe's eyes widened, and Williams quickly grabbed her shoulders and forced the hat up.

"My vision is indeed right." He nodded in satisfaction, and led the stern little girl into the carriage.

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As an aristocrat worthy of the name, Williams has a special box, not to mention quiet, with an excellent view.

"Don't be so sad, you don't have confidence in me, you have to have confidence in yourself." Williams helped Circe straighten the slightly messy "petals" blown by the wind, thought about it, and fixed it Curse it.

He first opened the door of the box that hadn't stayed for 2 minutes, and motioned for Circe to follow him out: "Let's go down first and see, it's about to start, and the royal family members will take a carriage tour."

The two turned down the stairs, and Circe looked at the strange big hats all the way, and felt a lot more peaceful in his heart.You know, 10 minutes ago, she was still planning to let Williams enjoy a handful of flowers on her head at night.

Mr. Darcy also came with Georgiana, and he had booked a box in advance, which was expensive, but it was nothing to him.

They are on the next floor where the noble box is located, higher than the civilian area.In comparison, the sound insulation effect is not so perfect, but there is no way around it.Circe and Williams had just come down the last step when he led Georgiana through the box door.

Darcy recognized Williams keenly. The young master's clothes were really as fashionable as the rumors said.Immediately, his eyes fixed on the female companion - it was not very polite, so when he realized it, he restrained and looked away.Darcy always felt that this figure looked familiar, but he really couldn't think of anyone who he knew and who was qualified to be Williams' girlfriend.After a brief moment of doubt, he put it down.

The time to go to the sidelines is just right.Almost after being led by Williams to stand up, the marching song sounded.All the eyes of the audience were focused on the carriages of the carriages that were driving unhurriedly.

The sun is good, even a little harsh.Circe was a little appreciative of the big hat at this moment, at least the effect of the sunshade was really good, so that she could see the carriages clearly with her eyes open.

The carriage is engraved with golden patterns and the royal logo.The horses were driven by guards in red uniforms and tall bearskin hats.The horses are all white, and the guards are tall and straight. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are a beautiful scenery.

The royals waved politely to those around them, and the crowd applauded back.

There are not many racecourses, but it really doesn't take much time for a horse-drawn carriage to tour the field for a week.So it was not long before, after the official start had been announced, that Circe was able to go back to the box.

A few moments before the first race, Williams pulled Sercy out of the box, ostensibly leading her to prospecting.

"Hardy and the others are right next door, your first pot of gold, aren't you excited?"

Circe felt that it was true that this person was in a hurry to find a friend to play with.

Viscount Hardy was handsome, and when he got together with Williams, one wondered if the room was brighter.The two sides briefly introduced each other, and the two touched the binoculars and moved to the window, leaving room for the two ladies to chat.

Circe is still not used to such a wide hat, and always feels that half of what he sees is missing, so he can't help but want to hold the hat.But she couldn't lift it up blatantly, so she could only gently pinch the brim of the hat aggrievedly and move it slightly.The flower on her hat trembled slightly with her small movements.

This little sister is kinda cute.Mrs. Hardy curled her lips.In fact, she had just passed Double Ten, but she was tall and tall, and from her angle, she could just see the trembling flower and Sexi's tender half face.

Circe felt that it was a bit embarrassing to have a hot chat over there but to be quiet here, not to mention that she was expecting to make money from this man.She raised her face and said tentatively, "Ma'am, I heard you like flowers too?"

Dazed by the little girl's bright eyes, Mrs. Hardy was about to cover her face.Surrounding her are all stern and famous ladies, such a cute little girl is simply rare, and she is always very easy to be soft-hearted towards cute things.

Seeing the little girl pursing her lips and chatting with her cautiously now, she was so happy that she was about to hum a song. On the surface, she barely maintained the image of a stable and reliable sister, secretly guiding the topic, so that Circe would not fail to find her. to speak.

It was the first time that Circe had successfully chatted with a stranger for such a long time, and it almost made her wonder if her social skills had improved by leaps and bounds at this moment.She let go slowly, her voice and tone became more and more brisk, and the smile on her face made Mrs. Hardy want to cover her heart.

Williams glanced over from the corner of his eye, glanced at Mrs. Hardy meaningfully, then looked at the silly and teased little girl, and then looked at his friend with a little indescribable sympathy.

The consequence of the successful conversation was that when the men went out to place bets, Mrs. Hardy affectionately led Sercy to the betting shop arm in arm.

It seems that something is not right.There is a strange illusion of success before starting the strategy.

Georgiana clamored for a horse race, and Darcy bumped into Circe and his party again.

The difference is that this time he saw the profile of the female companion who he thought was familiar.

Then he showed a shocked expression in a rare gaffe.