I'm really a witch

The atmosphere between the two is very harmonious.Perhaps it was because of the gossip-like topic before that the subsequent conversation was much more relaxed, and the dilemma of not being able to find a topic would not appear again.

Seen from Charlotte's point of view, Circe was talking with her face up, with a lively expression and a bright smile.The gentleman on the opposite side lowered his head slightly from beginning to end, focusing on the girl who was close at hand. His face was always calm, but he was a little gentler than usual.He only spoke a few words occasionally, and Charlotte couldn't hear what he said, but she could see Circe's brighter smile.

Charlotte hesitated for a moment.The first thought that came to mind was to point out the two men's thoughts to Circe, and to express the position of himself and his mother.But she feared that it would cost Circe two dear friends.Judging from Circe's personality, once she learns about this, she may take the initiative to take a distant attitude.

Besides, Charlotte is not sure whether her and her mother's ideas are really suitable for Circe.It was true that the type they had imagined would never trouble Circe, but she feared that the idea they had would trouble Circe instead.At the end of the day, Circe's own thoughts and decisions are very important when it comes to matters like marriage.Their family is not a particularly stubborn family, and personal autonomy still occupies a fairly good proportion in this matter.

It's like that although Circe is dissatisfied with the Mr. Collins she chose, she still obediently promises that she will never take the initiative to do anything to forcefully change her choice.At this point, Charlotte is of course in the same mood.

Sighing with complicated emotions, Charlotte looked away, not looking at the two on the dance floor.It's better to find an opportunity to discuss it with my mother first.My sister imagined Mrs. Lucas' expression when she heard the news, and couldn't help but sighed again.

"Since I attended the ball for the first time, it seems that I haven't danced the first two consecutive dances like this." Circe followed Darcy's movement and turned around, casually sighing.Totally unaware of the fact that it almost associated her with the unwelcome class of ladies at balls.

Darcy's eyes fluttered, feeling a little guilty.He remembered what he had said about the girl before him at the public ball.If he was so merciless, when he recalled it now, he only felt embarrassed and annoyed.Once people feel guilty, it is easy to think too much.It's like when Darcy heard this at first, he subconsciously thought that Circe was complaining to him in a subtle way.

He decided to say something to make it up: "To be honest, I haven't danced like this for a while." Maybe the same experience can make the little girl feel better?He was never a popular dance partner after all.For Darcy, dancing is often more of a mission.This is very similar to Circe.

"You really don't seem like a person who is keen on dancing." Circe nodded empathetically, showing a smile of understanding.

She quickly changed the subject.She is often like this, with a lot of jumping between words.Often when you see or think of something you are interested in, you can't help but share it with the other party as soon as possible.

Logically speaking, this does not meet Darcy's standards for a perfect lady. In fact, there are few satisfying qualities in Circe.But he just enjoys this closeness.This made him feel that he was trusted, that's why she was so relaxed.You see, liking is such an unreasonable thing sometimes.

"The seeds we picked together last time have all been planted." Circe raised her lips triumphantly, "I'll give you the first batch when they grow. They are very useful." She blinked.

"Thank you for your generosity." Darcy nodded slightly, "I forgot to ask last time, can you tell me what type of plants these are?"

"Have you heard of Priestley's experiment?" Seeing Darcy nodding, Circe continued, "The experiment proves that green plants can purify the stale air. I chose the one that day because it is more capable in this respect." type."

Circe frowned: "From your description, the environment in Pemberley must be very good, but London will be far behind." She shook her head, "At least the air in the room must be better, otherwise Georgiana How can I stand it?"

Seeing that she was about to start worrying about Georgiana's health again, Darcy quickly turned away: "You have prepared a lot of seeds before, yes, do you plan to do business?" After thinking about it for a while, he knew what Circe reported The mind to pick the seeds.He knew that when talking to this girl, those vague and vague words would not work, so he simply asked the girl.

Circe nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, you noticed it." She looked distressed, "Those precious flowers and plants are really too expensive, I always need to save a little money."

"If you need any help, I'll be happy." Darcy really wanted to buy all the flowers and plants she valued for her directly to please her, but he was afraid of running away to her.

Circe responded seriously, and then saw her dance partner and said, "May I have the honor to see these potted plants?"

"Of course." Circe replied, "I borrowed a place from Brand, and I made an appointment to check on the situation in three to five days. If you are interested, we will go together in two days."

Brand?Darcy didn't react for a while, and he was stunned for two seconds before realizing that this was the name of the young earl.Can you be so intimate as to call her by name?Darcy had to admit that his current mood might be called jealousy.

From Circe's point of view, her partner pondered for a while, and then resolutely agreed, completely unaware of how many thoughts had passed through this gentleman's mind.

Darcy excused his rare childish behavior in his heart.He had been formally invited by Circe, and it would be very rude to refuse a lady.

"You..." Circe suddenly looked suspiciously at Darcy's right side, which made Darcy a little curious for no reason.Especially since she still looks hesitant.

"Did you see anything?" Darcy glanced to the right side vaguely, but didn't find anything to be concerned about.The Miss Elizabeth was in that direction, perhaps Circe was looking at her friend?

"Do you know Mr. Collins?" Circe observed for a while, looked away, and spit out an unexpected name called Darcy.He'd never even heard of it.

But he was absolutely unwilling to answer Circe's question so hastily, so he focused on thinking for a while, and then replied cautiously: "I'm sure I haven't heard of this name before, would you like to explain it to me? some time?"

"So you don't know him?" Circe looked confused, and she glanced in that direction, "But I always feel like he's saying hello to you."

Circe looked at it a few more times, and nodded with certainty: "I think I read it right. I'm afraid he will come to you after this dance is over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Scottish dance came to an end.The two saluted each other and left the dance floor side by side.

Circe was right.In fact, Mr. Collins took Elizabeth to find a place close to Darcy and the others, and tried to attract Mr. Darcy's attention throughout the process.If Darcy hadn't been too absorbed in chatting with Circe, he must have noticed him long ago.

Sure enough, after the two of them took a few steps, Mr. Collins hurried over and bowed enthusiastically. The expression on his face was mixed with excitement and flattery, showing a comic effect.He bowed again to Circe and said a few words of civility.Then all his attention was on Mr. Darcy.

"I beg your pardon, my lord," he said with some trepidation, "I should have been very rude in not being able to greet you sooner."

"My surname is Collins, and by the kindness of your aunt, Mrs. de Bourgh, holds the clergymanship at Hunsford."

"I also saw Mrs. de Bourgh last week, an old lady. She is really healthy."

When this man spoke, people felt that he seemed to be in a hurry, with his upper body slightly leaning forward. Although he was so respectful before speaking that no one could find any faults, such behavior was really considered reckless.

Darcy looked at him with undisguised surprise. If his etiquette hadn't prevented him from interrupting others, he might have turned around and left unceremoniously.

Even if Circe had already had a basic understanding of this man's stupidity, he still couldn't help being amazed when he saw such a scene.In fact, this person's stupidity has exceeded her imagination.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between Mr. Collins and Mr. Darcy, Circe turned his head slightly, glanced around and then met Elizabeth who was not far away.

That clever and self-respecting girl was ashamed and angry at her cousin's outrageous behavior, her pretty face flushed red.Embarrassment, embarrassment, embarrassment and annoyance appeared on her face one after another, and it was not difficult to imagine how her heart was turned upside down.

Circe looked at her from the air with a reassuring expression, knowing that her sister had probably tried her best to restrain her emotions.

Collins babbled for a while before barely stopping, and the expression on Darcy's face had turned into respect and distance.He casually said a few perfunctory words.Barely maintaining his etiquette.

But it was such a perfunctory that even Circe could easily see—after all, his demeanor at this time was quite different from that when he was chatting with him before, but Mr. Collins didn't notice it at all.

Not only did this gentleman not get discouraged and stopped talking, but he started his second nagging with great interest.Please allow Circe the only words she can think of are nagging.Eight of the ten sentences of this Mr. Collins were deliberately flattering, and the remaining two sentences had no practical content, but emphasized his priesthood and his great benefactor. Mrs. de Bower.

Mr. Darcy could no longer restrain his contempt.His initial patience was only for Circe's sake.But it was evident that such a man could never be on friendly terms with Circe, and he could no longer bear it.When Mr. Collins's nagging ended again, Darcy pulled his partner, bowed and walked away quickly.

In fact, Circe looked at Mr. Collins as if he were watching a monkey show.It was time for her to persuade her sister again.When being pulled away, Circe was thinking so seriously.