Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

A gust of cold wind blew, the exposed skin deeply feeling the chill, only then realizing it was already deep winter.

The unique piercing cold of winter hit her face, inhaled into her nostrils, bringing a stinging chill.

The blonde Young Miss sitting outside couldn’t help but pull her fur coat closer, not wanting the cold wind to penetrate her neck.

“Shall we go back inside, Young Miss?”

Linda, the maid standing beside serving her, bent down to ask. Yvonne knew she was worried, but she just wanted to feel the cold wind to clear her mind.

“…No need.”

Putting down the now cold coffee, the young girl let out a sigh unfitting for her age.

Compared to bland tea, bitter coffee was indeed better at keeping her mind clear.

Although she didn’t like drinking such bitter beverages, normally even if she drank it she would add a lot of sugar and milk, but right now, nothing could invigorate her spirit better than this bitterness spreading throughout her body from her tongue.

After a period of exploration, Yvonne finally had a clearer understanding of her current situation.

Looking back, what she possessed was not a ‘villain system’, but a ‘conquest system’.

As for why the system suddenly underwent such a change, honestly, she wasn’t very clear. She had never had a good impression of the system.

However, since this blue conquest system clearly stated it would ‘return her to the original time point’, it wouldn’t deceive her.

After all, she had been dealing with the system for as long as five years, and in terms of ‘execution’, this broken system had never disappointed her.

Confirming that she could return somewhat relieved Yvonne, but there were still several points she was concerned about.

First was the issue of affection level.

The conquest mission required raising the affection level to the highest… which meant raising it to 100% affection in the game—that is, the ‘oath’ level,

Also known as ‘marriage’ in the game, but usually requiring spending money to replenish a huge amount of stamina to max out.

The question is… can a 7-year-old child really understand what ‘love’ is?

Yvonne was extremely troubled by this.

She also lacked confidence in making the other love her to death at such an age.

This was why, although their relationship had become very intimate now, little Yvonne still didn’t dare to take a further step and realize the ‘oath kiss’.

It’s still too early…

Although it was clear that little Elsa was more precocious than children her age,

But picking the fruit before it’s ripe… such a thing was really too sinful.

Second was the mission requirement of not changing the future plot.

She wasn’t too worried about this point, because the system would remind her about anything involving this. As long as she was careful not to cross the line, no accidents would occur.

‘Your present is built up by every choice you made in the past’—she seemed to have read such chicken soup text somewhere.

This causal relationship was reflected in many time travel works Yvonne had read in her previous life.

But when she tried hard to recall her memories from the 13 years before awakening her past life memories, she discovered blurry fragments she had never paid attention to before.

Although she still remembered the main parts, she even remembered the cold touch of holy water poured on her head during the ‘naming ceremony’ when she was 6 years old, but some details… especially memories from when she was 7, had always been very vague.

Now, she had a bold guess:

That is—her past self had also once had her body taken over by her future self’s consciousness.

That person…

Memories from before the regression finally became clear.

The ‘Witch Lady’ whose real name was unknown.

Who was she really, for what purpose did she send herself back to the past, and why did she possess such incredible power?

She had as many questions about that person as could fit in her mind.

If given the chance, she really wanted to grab that person and ask clearly, but she also vaguely felt that the chance of meeting again was slim, instantly giving rise to a feeling of helplessness and sorrow in her heart.

Moreover, there was an even worse matter before her.

The thing she worried about most had happened.

Recently, her mother’s illness had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

This morning, during what should have been family meal time, she saw maids frantically going in and out in front of her mother’s room, talking anxiously with her solemn-faced father about something. The Leinster Grand Duke and his wife wore worried expressions, sitting in the dining room. When they saw her, the Grand Duke’s wrinkled face tried to squeeze out a smile, seeming to want to comfort her.

Little Garth behind her also seemed to have sensed something, pulling at her clothes, wanting to talk with her more to reassure her.

Although Yvonne was moved by how gentle everyone around her was, self-blame and intense anxiety still filled her heart at this moment.

She should have guessed earlier, even with close relations, for the Leinster family to visit in such inconvenient weather, it was probably because they had heard about her mother’s poor condition, right?

Yvonne deeply regretted, because she knew her mother would be safe in the future, so all along, she had naively believed her mother’s illness would get better, but now, no matter how you looked at it, it was a critical moment that couldn’t be relaxed.

Even though the future was already certain, as long as there was even a slight possibility of variables, it would make her very worried,

Because if things continued to develop like this… her mother might face the same ending as in the original work.

The original work didn’t have many descriptions of this early-deceased duchess, but the gentle and virtuous Lena could be said to have fulfilled all of Yvonne’s fantasies about the word ‘mother’.

Her birth mother in her previous life had abandoned her and left home just after she was born, so for Yvonne, the first time she truly experienced the concept of ‘mother’ was from the beginning of this other world reincarnation.

When she was 13, due to suddenly awakening memories of her past life, Yvonne’s emotions became very chaotic, crying almost every night due to anxiety,

After Lena discovered this, during that period, her mother would gently accompany her to sleep.

Although born noble, due to her weak and sickly constitution, she didn’t put on many noble airs, and was also very kind to the servants,

Yvonne loved her gentle mother Lena very much, wanting her to be healthy and for the family to live on like this.

So after learning this news, little Yvonne wished she could stay by her mother’s bedside 24 hours a day. Because of her mother, Yvonne had taken elective courses on medical magic principles for a long time at school, just so she could be of use one day. She had wanted to at least personally diagnose her mother, but was angrily chased out by her father, making Yvonne feel somewhat wronged, only able to sullenly drink coffee here.

“Linda… the elven secret medicine you brought back… is it no longer effective?”

“In response to the Young Miss, judging from the Madam’s current condition, yes.”

She bent down to answer truthfully. This consistently calm maid would not deliberately conceal things from her, but in other words, what she told her was all the truth.

“Is there really no other way…”

“Perhaps there exists one… but whether it can be found is another matter.”

Linda spoke quite euphemistically, and quite cruelly.

In other words, currently, regarding her mother’s condition, everyone was at a loss.

“Mother… what exactly is her illness?”