Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Creepy old man

On the way out the door, Ben asked." Why are you so late today? I can't grab a decent position later."

I said, "It's okay if you can't grab a good seat. Our cakes are much better."

Ben was speechless.

He felt that talking to the current Tilsim was like punching cotton. He does not know whether to say she is optimistic or lacks heart. At least Ben last saw Tilsim distressed about anything a long time ago.

The shed is built on a street of traders west of the city, opposite the largest restaurant in the capital, Drunken Jade. To get a good spot, you have to go early. Ben set out the large cakes in the cage drawer.

It is a kind of pastry made with raw plums peeled and pitted, blanched with white plum and licorice soup, then filled with honey and pine nuts, olive seeds, walnuts, and melon seeds to fill the gaps in the plums. They are tasty but inexpensive. Ben comes over to sell cakes and earns money to subsidize his family.

People come to buy one or two from time to time, and when the sun turns to the east of the Drunken Jade, it will probably be sold out.

I had never been poor, but I came by it that way.

"Hey, give me a ...... Isn't this Tilsim?" A voice interrupted my thoughts.

I raised my eyes to see a long-faced man in front of me, with shiny combed hair and dressed in a white suit, which was unconventional. He raised his hand to put it on my shoulder, but I dodged it sideways.

The man pounced on the empty, some regret retracted his hand, and said." Miss Tilsim, you don't go out much these days, so you went to sell cakes with Young Master....... How can you do this kind of thing? How hard is it?"

The tone of voice is as if the two are very familiar.

I looked at Ben uncomprehendingly. Ben was angry and reprimanded." Stay away from my sister!"

"Brat, your sister doesn't even mind. What are you arguing about." He said, then shyly smiled and came over, took out something from his arms, and handed it to me." Miss Tilsim, I've been thinking about you. Those are the rouge and skin care products I bought a few days ago, I was thinking of giving them to you. Would you like to come with me to Ashsurer River?"

I only want to laugh. I had seen much good and evil in my two lifetimes. This kind of molestation, No.

"I still have to sell cakes. I can't necessarily walk with you." I politely refused: "This piece of rouge, you should give it to someone else."

He froze for a moment.

He smiled, not so sincerely, and said." Tilsim still thinks about Mr. Antolini right, but he will get married. Why do you still ......"

"Shut up!" The man only felt a punch to the face and was beaten to the ground.

Ben stood before him, pointed at the distance, and barked, "Get out, your asshole!"

Ben was already like a half-grown calf at fourteen or fifteen, full of power. The man had long been emptied by alcohol and sex, only to feel a headache and face pain all over the bashful. He rolled and crawled to his feet, looked at Tilsim, and did not apologize.

"Tilsim ...... " he shook his hand and pointed at me.

Ben blocked in front of me and sneered, "What's wrong with us?"

The man did not dare to go forward and was guilty of muttering. These two siblings have had a bad relationship since. During the day, Tilsim did not complain to him, and Ben never cared about Tilsim's affairs.

"Wait for me!" He stomped his foot and ran away.

The crowd dispersed, and peace returned to the shed. Ben gloomily loaded the big cake, not saying a word.

I looked at him.

"What are you looking at?" Ben asked without good humor.

"You just made an excellent move," I mused, "but the lower plate is a little unstable. The basic skills are not very solid. You still need to practice more stance at home."

"Go, go, go." He did not want to talk more, "You are not a martial instructor!"

He should not be here selling cakes. Ben should go to a better school to learn.

"Then let me say, who is Mr. Antolini?" I asked softly.

He dropped his handkerchief on the table and glared at her, "How dare you say that!"

"What's wrong with Mr. Antolini?" I glanced at him.

He mentioned Antolini as if he had a wave of great anger, "What's wrong? If he didn't come to you first, how could he cheat you! Only you would trust him. He's getting married and you're still on hunger strike for him. You're dying for him over here, but what did he do!! It's you, you've become the joke of the capital, and you still mention him. Do you want to kill me!"

In a few words, I knew what was going on.

Miss Tilsim was spoiled. How could she raise peonies in a clay pot? She was determined to be a gold digger and a noblewoman. By chance, she met a nobility from a noble family, and they had a secret love affair. The young master of a noble family would never marry a daughter of a military official.

Mr. Antolini's family has already found a marriage for him. Miss Tilsim went to the door to demand a statement. The result was ruthlessly swept away. A moment of inability to accept, She wants to hunger strike to kill herself. When I was dying, I woke up and took the place of Miss Tilsim.

Since she woke up, everyone in the family has been treating her cautiously, fearing that she might accidentally go off again.

Still rambling on, scolding Tilsim for not being sober-minded, but Ben doesn't know that his real sister is no longer alive.

There are some similarities between me and Miss Tilsim. The same encounter with the wrong person, but Miss Tilsim and I is different. I will get back what they owe me.

For this reason, I made a lot of effort.

The daily morning walk with sandbags tied is to find the strength, while the daily afternoon in the marketplace to sell, it is possible to inquire from among all kinds of people the news of the Bertarini and Romanova.

For example, the blind Tilsim Bertarini accidentally fell into the pond and drowned some days ago. Axel Romanova was so sad that he fell ill. The family mourned. The funeral of Thunder Princess Tilsim Bertarini was held for three days and three nights, as the whole city knows.

I can only laugh.

The truth is covered up, and she must reveal the truth. Before that, she has to live well.