My wife is a witch princess.

"Song Che, I have a few thoughts I'd like to discuss with you."

"Hmm, tell me about it." Song Che happened to have nothing else to do.

“I think that this world can produce magic and use magic. For example, the woman Tao Yao mentioned, we can talk to her. If we know the source of her magic, both of us can restore our magic.”

“I’ve thought about this problem, but Tao Yao said she can’t speak and communicates by writing. She can only write five words: [bless the gold coins]. Most importantly, we don’t know where she is.” Song Che thought for a moment. “Talking to her is not as good as seeing Tao Yao’s illusion magic. Besides, even if there is magic, we can’t possibly return to our peak. Your Highness is already quite skilled at making a small fireball with your hands.”

"So you've thought about it."

"Yes, I've thought about it. If Your Highness regains your magic power, that would be a good thing. Then Your Highness would have nothing to fear."

Song Che thought that after Xia Li regained her magic power, humans would not be able to pose a threat to her. If she revealed that she was very good at surviving, she would not be unable to protect herself.

It has to be said that while humans are good, they are also quite wicked. Knowing that Xia Li can live for a long time, they will definitely conduct dissection experiments or something. Song Che felt that Xia Li's secret must not be exposed, as the mere fact that she "lives for a long time" is enough to throw the world into chaos.

“Song Che, there’s one more thing,” Xia Li said seriously. “Those gold coins should be alchemical items, which are magical items. If we can analyze the core, we can also find the magic power.”

“It does look like a magical item.” Song Che hugged a pillow. “But I examined it last time and it just looks like a gold coin. There’s nothing special about its internal structure… Would you like to take a look?”

"Ah."

"You'll have to go home to see it; I didn't bring it with me."

Song Che understood Xia Li quite well. Magic was as important to her as life itself. She wanted to find magic, not to rule the world or anything like that. She just wanted to find magic again... and incidentally, to live a good life.

That would be great. Song Che isn't as pure as Xia Li. If he could avoid eating beef, he definitely wouldn't.

But it seems that magic is a dead end. Whether it's mind reading or body swapping, these may seem amazing, but in Hit, they are low-level magic, something any magician can do. On Earth, you can't even conjure a fireball. It's better to just be a law-abiding citizen.

Song Che felt it wasn't a big deal. He would settle Xia Li's identity, study hard to get into university, find a job, and ideally become a civil servant. There was nothing wrong with living like that every day.

"Song Che," Xia Li interrupted Song Che's thoughts, "I'll lull you to sleep."

"Hmm?" Song Che glanced out the window. It was bright outside. He wasn't sleepy and didn't want to go to sleep. He said, "I'll use your lap as a pillow. It'll make your legs go numb."

It's clear that Xia Li has a lot of free time, but now she's trying to get him to sleep, and he can't fall asleep. In fact, he's only getting more and more awake.

I want to lull you to sleep.

"I'm not very sleepy."

"I need to coax her," Xia Li said, pursing her lips.

"Fine, go ahead and coax me, okay?" Song Che paused. "But don't keep hitting me this time, or I probably won't be able to sleep."

It's quite troublesome to get Xia Li to coax him to sleep. If you accidentally touch him, she'll purse her lips and tap him. Besides, what kind of sleep is he supposed to have in the middle of the day?

Xia Li's thought process is becoming increasingly abnormal.

She had already sat down beside him, legs together, sitting upright. "Lie down."

Song Che looked at those legs. Although he couldn't see inside, Xia Li was very fair-skinned, so he could imagine that the legs inside must be long and white.

Suddenly I'm a little afraid to lie down.

Damn it, why am I suddenly feeling inferior?

Song Che felt inexplicably nervous, as if his legs made him feel uneasy while lying down.

He doesn't seem to be good enough for Xia Li.

Yes, he suddenly felt inferior. He felt that Xia Li was too nice, and he was very ordinary. There were plenty of guys like him who were good at talking, but a girl as pure as Xia Li... Song Che had never been in a relationship, so he had no right to speak. But based on his observations, he only got along well with Zhang Hanyu. He couldn't talk to other girls.

However, this idea is not accurate. You have no right to speak without investigation. Perhaps he doesn't need to feel so inferior. There are still many girls like Xia Li.

"Your face is red, and it feels a little hot to the touch."

Song Che was taken aback.

That wretched Xia Li, so you wanted to see me blush again!

"I'm not blushing, it's just hot!"

"Lie down, I'll comfort you."

Damn it, don't make me sound like my mom.

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Chapter 99 Emotional Intelligence Has Surpassed Bust Size

Why aren't you asleep?

"Maybe I should get up."

He had just gotten up when Xia Li pressed him back down.

But he couldn't sleep at all during the day. Song Che felt both comfortable and awkward resting his head on her soft thighs. He glanced at her and saw that Xia Li's figure was indeed quite good; he could see it all too clearly.

How could she possibly fall asleep? But Xia Li talked about whatever came to mind, like she was sleepwalking. Song Che couldn't see any logic in what she was doing.

How could I have actually gone along with her nonsense?

Xia Li didn't care what he thought. Her current goal was to prevent Song Che from crossing that road and from running around. If Song Che insisted on going, she would stop him.

As the saying goes, if you encounter difficulties, overcome them.

There are no difficulties, but we create difficulties for Song Che.

"Are you uncomfortable lying down?"

"No, it's not that. I'm lying down quite comfortably, but I feel quite energetic right now and can't fall asleep."

“…Oh.” Xia Li remained silent for a moment.

Song Che continued to lie down. He felt that Xia Li had something on her mind, which was why her words were incoherent. One minute she wanted to eat and go out to play, the next she didn't want to go anymore, and then she wanted to coax him to sleep. What could His Highness have on his mind?

This woman has a heart bigger than her chest; Xia Litian is so capable that she has no worries.

Song Che slightly rose to look at her expression, but Xia Li's expression remained the same. He paused for a moment and then asked, "Is something bothering you... Did you see something again?"

"No."

"Your Highness, don't lie to me. You're definitely hiding something from me."

"..." Xia Li remained silent.

“Looks like I guessed right.” Song Che sat up and looked at the girl who couldn’t keep a secret. “Tell me about it… We can see how to solve it together. Your Highness usually doesn’t hide things from me. Since you’ve kept it from me… it means this matter is probably quite difficult. But Your Highness, don’t underestimate me. I won’t back down when facing problems now.”

Yes, from the moment Song Che promised Xia Li that he would no longer ignore her, he decided that he would not shy away from or avoid any problems. By doing so, half of the problem was already solved.

"I'm wondering if I'll cry if Song Che dies."

"I see..."

Song Che didn't expect her to bring this up on her own initiative. However, he hadn't seen Xia Li cry yet. Her emotions were as stable as Kapibala's. To be precise, it wasn't stable, but her expression was stable, because she could get angry, but she probably couldn't cry.

This topic is rather dangerous and quite far in the past. As for whether or not Xia Li cries, it doesn't matter. Song Che doesn't want Xia Li to be unable to move on from this, nor does he want Xia Li to be unhappy because of this.

Seeing Xia Li's confused expression, he said, "How about we try it beforehand?"

It's better not to cry about this; let's just make a joke about it.

How do I try it?

"I'll die first, then see if you cry."

"Don't die!" Xia Li suddenly raised her voice.

"I'm faking my death... I already told you to see if you cry. Don't choke me. If you keep choking me, I'm really going to die."

Xia Li then let go of Song Che and picked up the pillow next to her. "I won't cry because I know you're not dead."

"Then why were you in such a hurry just now? Just pretend... as a way to get used to it beforehand, so I can feel at ease when I leave."

"You can't pretend."

"Then let's not play anymore, let's go for a walk."

"I do not want."

"Shall we try again?"

"I can't pretend."

You're such an idiot... Luckily, I can't hear your inner thoughts anymore.

Song Che suppressed his inner thoughts and pondered how to go along with Xia Li's antics. This girl usually thought about many things, but there weren't many things that could trouble her. His death was one of them. If he could help Xia Li come to terms with it, Song Che would also come to terms with it.

He came up with a plan.

"I'm thinking... if you cry, I'll give you a thousand dollars; if you don't cry, I'll give you two hundred dollars. How about that... adding a little wager, does that make you interested immediately?"

"...It's alright." Xia Li's phone only cost a few hundred yuan.

"I'm dead." Song Che lay on the bed and played along with her tantrum.

"..." Xia Li looked at Song Che and knew he was faking it.

Song Che had nothing better to do. He didn't go to the orphanage, didn't have to study, and didn't have any nightmares. It was quite fun to hang out with Xia Li.

He dutifully played the role of a dead man, not even secretly opening his eyes to look at her.

He wanted to see Xia Li's final reaction; if she really cried, he would give her the thousand yuan.

Even if she didn't cry, Song Che was still prepared to give Xia Li some money... The reason he only gave her a little was because Xia Li didn't know much yet. Some scammers are very good at deceiving people. Someone like Xia Li can deceive people from childhood to adulthood. When she was young, she was tricked into drinking Sanlu milk powder. When she got old, she was tricked into harvesting leeks. If you want to sell health products, just look for Xia Li. Tell her that they can prolong life, and she will buy them for you.

"Song Che..." Xia Li called out.

She knew Song Che was faking his death, but she was also a little worried. She decided to cry a little so she could get the thousand yuan and buy some materials to research the potion.

She blinked.

She blinked again.

...I can't cry.

"Song Che, I can't cry." She shook Song Che.

Song Che ignored her, hoping she would resolve her inner conflict and that it would be better for her to be a little more ruthless.

Xia Li rubbed her eyes, her eyes reddening, but she couldn't shed a tear. She remembered she had shed tears once before, and the feeling at that time was natural, a feeling that arose when she saw that book.

She thought about what had happened again, but still couldn't cry.