I'm really a witch

"Charlotte!" As soon as she entered the house, Circe jumped happily to her sister's side, and took her arm affectionately.

After stroking her sister's soft hair, Charlotte raised her head and saluted Williams who followed.Her etiquette rules have always been the best among the few children in the family, and her posture is neither humble nor overbearing. If she is not really wearing plain clothes, standing in this small room, Williams almost thinks that what he sees before him is One of those noble ladies who used to be.

Sir Lucas warmly invited Williams to stay for dinner.Since he exchanged his property for the title of knight in the early years, and he often prided himself on his status in Longbourne and was complacent, he naturally never missed any opportunity to contact high-ranking people.

But even though he was doing flattering things, he was still somewhat careful to keep his sense of proportion, so that he would not be too ugly to make people laugh.

Williams really wanted to just follow the trend, but unfortunately he had an important schedule at night and couldn't shirk it, so he had to politely decline Sir Lucas' invitation.

The family watched the carriage with the Williams family crest disappear at the end of the road before turning back.

Sir Lucas couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a polite gentleman, he is indeed from such a big family. It is a great honor for our family to know such a noble person."

He turned his head and told Circe: "You should also pay more attention to your words and deeds. Don't be rude and out of line. If you are more careful, you will never make mistakes." His words were reserved.In fact, both Mrs. Lucas and Charlotte realized at once that all he really wanted to say was to hitch a ride on Williams.He didn't dare to think too much about being married by the Earl, but through his relationship, he could get to know more young talents, and maybe the marriages of the two daughters in the family could be resolved smoothly.

Mrs. Lucas, who was well aware of her husband's careful thinking, shook her head secretly, and pulled Charlotte and Circe to the living room under the pretext of chatting with her daughters, avoiding the topic.Sir Lucas was bored, but he was not too annoyed, touched his nose, and went back to his study.

Circe didn't understand the meaning of Sir Lucas's nine-turn and eighteen-turn words at all. She only treated her as her father and told her to pay attention to etiquette.Thinking that her father really cared a lot about this all the time, Circe was willing to sell this good, and seriously agreed.However, looking at his well-behaved daughter, Sir Lucas felt that he was choked by something, shook his head and left with a sigh.

Was my father so disappointed in her etiquette?Until she was pulled away by her mother and sister, Circe played back this shocking discovery in her mind, and was rarely vigilant and introspective for a while.

"Cersi? What are you thinking?" After sitting down, she found her sister was in a daze, and Charlotte was a little worried.

"Is my etiquette really bad?" Circe frowned, and asked a question that seemed irrelevant at first glance.

After thinking about it for a while, Charlotte knew what she was doing. She couldn't help but sighed for her father, feeling helpless and funny: "Why do you think so? I can guarantee that there will be nothing wrong with your etiquette and bad manners." contact, but you can do better, you just don't want to."

"When I first learned etiquette, the teacher also praised you in class, saying that you have a standard posture. But if no one is staring at you, you often don't want to do that." Charlotte shook her head, took her sister to her side, Changed the tone of ridicule, "What? Are you going to work hard in the direction of the noble lady?"

"Oh, you're laughing at me again!" Circe pouted, "Isn't this being told by my father again? He looks really disappointed."

"Then you just need to pay more attention." Mrs. Lucas answered the words with a smile, but did not explain a few words to her husband.

She is a shrewd woman who knows that a marriage with too much disparity in status is always difficult.A completely perfect marriage does not exist, and even if it did, Mrs. Lucas would never gamble on the rare chance that it would happen to her daughter.She is not like Mrs. Bennet. She has always believed that what is given is what can be gained. She is a very rational woman.

But she has completely different plans for her two daughters.Charlotte had better find someone who is stupid and has some wealth. With the intelligence of the eldest daughter, it is not difficult to hold people in the palm of her hand.The youngest daughter, on the other hand, needs to find someone who is considerate and considerate. She can be a little inferior in status, but she must not cause unnecessary constraints on Circe.In this way, her two daughters can naturally live a relatively happy life.

Because of this, even if she saw that the young earl had thoughts on Circe, she never pointed it out, and she never followed suit or provided an opportunity to draw her daughter closer to him.At one point, Williams thought that Mrs. Lucas was so polite but detached because she didn't like him.

Mothers always have this attitude, and it is even more impossible for Charlotte to talk too much.Circe nodded obediently, and the mother and daughter took advantage of the situation and quickly covered the topic.

It's not like Sir Lucas is still imagining who Charlotte can know. Mrs. Lucas and Charlotte have always had clear goals.Or, it should be said that since meeting Mr. Collins, their goals have become very clear.

"I've been trying to get in touch with Mr. Collins recently, and it seems that the effect should be good." Charlotte brought up this matter on her own initiative.She knew that her sister's attitude had softened a little, and she wanted to settle it down so that Circe could accept it completely.

Circe was silent for a long time, with a sullen expression on her face. She looked like she had a lot to say, but in the end she could only utter a short sentence: "...you know I will always compromise with you."

After finishing speaking, the little girl bent down angrily and hugged Cassandra's furry head into her arms, and rubbed it vigorously.Knowing that her master was in a bad mood, Cassandra obediently rubbed her hair, put her head against her master's belly, and rubbed her a few times to comfort her.

Charlotte knew that this was the little girl's guarantee to her, at least she would not show any opposition on the surface.As for what she thinks in her heart... Charlotte also understands that this matter cannot be forced.It is good to have this attitude.

Mrs. Lucas likes to fight fire with fire, so she simply took this opportunity to make an analysis, and planned to solve it once and for all: "I heard from Mrs. Bennet that this Mr. Collins is going to find one of the Bennet sisters to marry. It is regarded as compensation for obtaining the property of the Bennet family."

"I heard that it was Jane who first fell in love with, but you also know that Mrs. Bennet has already regarded Mr. Bingley as her intended son-in-law, so naturally she cannot agree."

"So I picked the second girl, Elizabeth." She showed a look that seemed to be sneering, but quickly restrained herself, "But the second girl has a high spirit, so of course she doesn't like Mr. Collins."

"Looking at Mrs. Bennet's appearance, I knew that she must have been completely rejected." She paused for a while, but she couldn't hold back a few words of ridicule, "That Miss Elizabeth has her eyes on the sky, she is so lofty. "

"Mom!" Charlotte showed disapproval, and Circe wrinkled her face in dissatisfaction.

"All right, all right, I won't talk about her." Mrs. Lucas waved her hand and compromised.

"But now is our chance." She said it bluntly, detailing every point so that Circe could easily figure it out. "In fact, I think we're almost there."

"This is a war. You have to learn to think of marriage as a war, my daughter." Mrs. Lucas sighed and touched Circe's cheek. "And what is in front of you now is Charlotte." Dee's war, you can help her, or choose to watch the battle, but you can't fight this war instead of her."

"You can't make up your sister's decision, you can only make up your own." She seldom said it so bluntly that Circe froze.

"Mom, you scared her." Charlotte rubbed her sister's hair, "You don't have to think about it, I will take care of it."

"But Circe's gotta figure these things out," sighed Mrs. Lucas again.

"But I don't want it to be about me." Charlotte insisted.She always unconsciously regards Circe as a little girl who hasn't grown up, and protects her as much as she can, always thinking about step by step.

Sandwiched between mother and sister, Circe felt a little uneasy.She didn't expect that as soon as she came back, she would immediately face this matter again, and it seemed even more complicated than before.

Do they look like they're about to start a fight?Circe was a little worried, and hurriedly said: "I won't do anything to Mr. Collins, I swear." She paused a little guilty, "Although, I really don't like him. But I Nothing bad will be done to him. Please don't worry."

Circe simply understood Mrs. Lucas's "war" and "war" as the most obvious meaning. After all, she had really thought of turning Mr. Collins into a frog.She'd even thought about cueing him out of town, or giving him a horrible nightmare.In short, it is absolutely indispensable to a basket of prank ideas.

And her mother and sister are even going to quarrel with each other because of this!It's too bad.

"Mom, I will listen to Charlotte and never cause trouble." Sercy tentatively continued the concept of "marriage war" in Mrs. Lucas's mouth, "Winning belongs to Charlotte?"

Mrs. Lucas was amused by her, but she was unwilling to give up just like that. She nodded angrily on her forehead: "Oh, my daughter, why is she so stupid."

Circe blinked, covered her brow that was poked, and said aggrievedly, "I wish Charlotte was smart."

"Oh, oh, listen to her tone, you're used to it." Mrs. Lucas stroked her chest and glared at her eldest daughter.

With an unshakable gentle smile, Charlotte rubbed Circe's forehead, and lowered her head to breathe for her: "You poked too hard, it's all red."

"I think the two of you sisters are partnering up to make me angry." Mrs. Lucas still put her hands on her chest to breathe, turning her face away from her two worried daughters.

"...Come here. Mom will show you."