I'm really a witch

Circe was in a good mood all evening.The only imperfection was probably not being able to tell Georgiana what she had done.

Mr. Darcy, who seemed to be more difficult to accept magic, learned the identity of Miss Witch first, but his sister was carefully kept from it.Circe also couldn't understand her inexplicable psychology. This kind of persistence seemed like she had been trying to hide it from her relatives for so many years.

Unaware that this was a typical dead end, Circe regretted not being able to describe her revenge as Georgiana herself for a while, and quickly thought about it.

In fact, she has done quite a few things like this over the years.Those guys who were disrespectful to her relatives and Elizabeth, she often secretly revenged back.During that time, her sisters would often regard those people's misfortune as a joke in chatting.From the initial efforts to hide the excitement and control myself not to say anything, to the later happily participating in the chats of the sisters and laughing at those poor wretches, Miss Witch is already very skilled at doing good deeds without leaving a name.

At least this time with Mr. Darcy!Circe felt satisfied enough.

This good mood lasted until the chat time after dinner, and she discussed with Elizabeth about staying in Pemberley.Circe thought she would have to spend some time talking, or act coquettishly to soften her sister's heart, but Elizabeth seemed to agree easily.

It was not a strange thing to stay at a friend's house for a while, and Elizabeth saw no reason to refuse.On the contrary, it was Circe's cautious look that made her see something and raised her eyebrows.Her little sister finally had a day of enlightenment, even though the little girl still acted like she didn't understand.

Maybe the Lucas family will have a second wedding soon.Thinking of this, Elizabeth lingered on the gentleman for a while.

Of course, Mr. Darcy also proposed to let Elizabeth and the others stay together, but the Gardners had already compressed this trip due to some business matters, so naturally they couldn't allocate more time to stay in Pemberley.Even if the offer is really tempting.

Georgiana was so delighted that she was about to take Circe to her room at once--on the afternoon when the little girl was the first to return to the house, she had the maids tidy up a new room.Right next door to her.Maybe they can sleep in the same bed like sisters in ordinary people, Georgiana imagined such a scene, showing a soft smile.Anyway, her bed was big enough.

She always wanted to have a sister.There is no big difference in age, just a few years older than her.As for personality, Georgiana doesn't actually have a particularly specific concept. At least she likes Circe very much now, and she completely regards her as the sister she imagined.

It's not that Mr. Darcy is incompetent as an elder brother, Georgiana thought a little guilty and guilty.But my brother is not as easy to get close to as my sister, especially such a brother who is ten years older than you.And he always has a serious look on his face, and he is strict in everything he does.He will buy you gifts and fulfill your harmless little wishes, but you can't ask him to play with you and play with those little girl things without any barriers.

It's so embarrassing, it's hard to take just imagining it.Expelling the strange scene in her mind, Georgiana tightened the hand holding Circe's arm, and the whole body stuck to her, in exchange for an intimate pat.You see, your brother couldn't be this close to you.Georgiana dropped the last bit of guilt.She is also helping her brother. Isn't it a matter of course for a younger sister to get close to her future sister-in-law?

The room was comfortably furnished, and Circe suspected that Georgiana personally participated in the decoration of the room. After all, some places did not look like adjustments that a well-trained maid would make.She was used to seeing the maids doing things in Williams' house, and Circe still had some understanding of the standards of these professional maids.

There are also a few novels on the bedside table, all of which are popular among the ladies at the moment, and I am afraid they are all in Georgiana's collection.There were actually several sets of clothes prepared in the closet, and they all seemed to be Circe's size.

"I asked someone to prepare it!" Georgiana leaned over with a red face, her eyes shining brightly, "I found a tailor according to your figure, thinking that you will always be needed when you come to Pemberley." She also did Several sets of similar patterns were waiting to be worn when going out with Circe.Tell those who are always proud of having sisters in front of her to look at her sister too.

When discussing with Elizabeth before, she suggested that when she returned to Lan Baitun, she would ask the coachman to come and bring Circe's luggage to her.Now it seems that there is no need to be so anxious, Georgiana is really well prepared.

Such a good girl, I can't be too fond of her, and it's no wonder that Mr. Darcy thinks so highly of his sister.

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The friends of Mr. Darcy mentioned by the housekeeper's grandmother turned out to be the old friends of Netherfield they were familiar with.Sure enough, they showed up the next day.

Mr. Bingley looked radiant, probably because his relationship with Jane had made good progress.Seeing him pulling Elizabeth into a conversation, and keeping in touch with Jane, one can see what he is thinking.Seeing his appearance, Elizabeth was really happy for Jane, and when Mr. Bingley was chatting with others, she pulled Circe excitedly and talked for a long time.

Miss Bingley looked less cheerful.On the contrary, she seemed to have discovered something extremely bad, and even showed a hint of bitterness.This point can be seen from her fake and contrived smile when she interrupted from time to time to tease Circe.

Even if Circe couldn't hear her veiled sarcasm, she could clearly see the gray smoke rolling out of her soul.When a person has a bad idea, his soul cannot be hidden.What's more, she was still sitting next to her brother. Against the background of her brother's bright soul, the grayness of her soul was very obvious.

She curled her lips, and these sour words had no effect on her, so Circe didn't bother to pay attention to her.Georgiana couldn't sit still, but she had been brought up with extremely orthodox etiquette, and she was pure and kind. Even if she heard the ill intentions in other people's words, she couldn't find the right words to fight back.

This made her so anxious that she blushed and looked left and right to find someone to help her.It was a pity that it would be impolite to bring Mr. Darcy closer to this girlish conversation, and it made her feel helpless for a moment.

Fortunately, there is Elizabeth.She was very angry when she heard Miss Bingley's harsh words.Even though she was already used to this young lady's temper, she still couldn't help but feel incomprehensible.Obviously her brother is a kind and enthusiastic person, but why is she like this.

From her appearance to her dress, to her words and deeds, Miss Bingley could always find a fault.She first pretended to care about their journey, and casually asked for some details.After the perfunctory was over, the topic was naturally turned to Circe's tanned skin, or the slightly dry skin blown by the wind.

"Cersey, don't blame me for speaking too bluntly, but you and I are girls, and some things are meaningless if you don't tell them." Miss Bingley pretended to show concern, "Girls? , it is very important to take more care of your skin, after all, there are very few naturally beautiful girls in this world, do you think this is the truth?"

He clearly wanted to ridicule Circe's unremarkable looks, but he wanted to put on such a hypocritical attitude.In fact, Circe is not as beautiful as Jane, but she can still be said to be beautiful.As for the slightly tanned and dry skin, those are small changes that are indispensable during the journey, and it will not take long to recover. It is not as serious as she said, as if Circe's face has become so bad.

Circe glanced at her and nodded noncommittally: "Thank you for the relationship." If she wanted to, people all over the world would praise her beauty.When did a witch's low profile become a subject of ridicule?

Miss Bingley was stunned by Circe's insipid words.She was looking forward to Circe's refraining from retorting, so that she would be able to put on a magnanimous appearance, and show her kindness to Mr. and Miss Darcy.

I really don't know if I should say that she is stupid, making such a rough calculation.Nor did they look at Georgiana's suppressed anger and Darcy's increasingly stiff face.Circe curled her lips, almost unable to bear to give her a little curse.

But how is this possible, Miss Witch has been bullied to the head, and it is too unreasonable not to teach the other party a lesson.

Casually sifting through those innocuous pranks, Elizabeth beside her had already spoken.She didn't sarcastically go back at the first time, she just waited for Circe, the client, to say the first sentence.With her response, it seemed logical for Elizabeth to take up the conversation again.

So Circe soon discovered a more interesting way to get revenge.She never doubted Elizabeth's attainment in the art of language, and she only needed to use a little magic to thwart what she was about to say every time Miss Bingley wanted to answer, and Elizabeth would be fine. Can easily push her to the top and never even try to spit out these words.

Miss Bingley's face flushed visibly with the naked eye, and then turned pale, until it was ashen. The corners of her mouth were so stiff that she couldn't even lift a polite smile.

Realizing that his little girl was no longer being bullied, Mr. Darcy looked away and returned to his subject.And Georgiana's face turned red again.But this time it was because of laughing.

Circe took a slow sip of his tea, reaching for his next tea.Facing that ugly face, Circe felt his appetite whetted.

Georgiana also silently brought a new one, and she asked the maid to refill her tea, trying to suppress the smile that surged into her throat with food.

Elizabeth looked at the two little sisters with a leisurely posture, and finally gave Miss Bingley a sincere smile, and ended the conversation and picked up the teacup.