My wife is a witch princess.

"okay."

Jiang Shuo wiped away his tears. He had just thought about how his parents and sister would be heartbroken if he died or had his leg broken and was lying in the emergency room. He wouldn't even be able to take the college entrance exam, and his life would be over.

Today is my sister's birthday, but we couldn't buy a cake, and her brother died... How much psychological damage will this cause her?

The younger sister may spend the rest of her life believing that her birthday caused her brother's death.

Jiang Shuo looked dejected, not daring to think about what would have happened if Song Che hadn't called him back. He was now filled with the joy of surviving a disaster and some indescribable feelings, as if... fate had intervened!

He just wanted to hug Song Che and give him a big kiss.

He'll just get kicked away by Che Ge.

He is not afraid.

"Brother~"

"Get out of here, stop looking like a sissy."

"Okay, brother."

Jiang Shuo put aside his thoughts for the moment and asked instead, "Can I cross the green light with you?"

Song Che: ……

Even the formal "you" has appeared.

Song Che ignored him and led Xia Li across the street.

"Brother, do you think I can still buy a cake today?"

Song Che glanced at the top of his head; the label hadn't changed, still showing the sub-healthy condition common among high school students.

"Go back and do less derivative work; it's better for your health. If you can't derive it, don't bother; go do integrals instead."

“Okay.” Jiang Shuo didn’t care about Song Che’s teasing at all. He just followed behind him and completely regarded him as a savior. “Brother, I really won’t run red lights anymore. Obeying traffic rules is too important.”

What's the point of telling me this? Go find a police officer and confess!

Song Che looked away and focused on the surrounding vehicles. Sometimes, not running a red light doesn't mean you're safe, because others might. It's always good to be careful.

“You’re a good kid if you don’t cause trouble. Go buy a cake, your sister is waiting to eat it.” Song Che paused. “Let’s go to another cake shop, or order online. Online shopping is so convenient.”

"okay."

Jiang Shuo nodded repeatedly, his gaze lingering for a moment on the silver-haired girl holding the broom, but he didn't say anything. He just kept thanking Song Che for his brilliant strategy. He seized the moment when Song Che was annoyed, and without saying anything more, he went to another cake shop to buy a cake.

After he left.

The memories that had been buried deep in Song Che's mind slowly surfaced. This guy was a siscon. He always talked about his sister, but he was incredibly stubborn. He insisted that he liked mature women and wasn't interested in the younger sister type. In reality, his phone wallpapers were all pictures of little lolis, each one at least ten years old. If it was serious, he'd get shot.

However, he is a good person and is considered one of Song Che's better friends. Jiang Shuo's grades are similar to Song Che's. Both of them accidentally fell into the threshold of 211 universities and are at the middle level in the 'transition class' of Nanhui No.1 Middle School. He knows how to behave properly, talks a lot, but is very comfortable to get along with and never deliberately makes people feel disgusted.

"...Song Che, did you notice that the sign would fall off?"

Xia Li felt that this was a bit of a coincidence. Song Che said last time that after the Republic of China, it was not allowed for spirits to become sentient. This time, he suddenly called someone back from the road to avoid being hit on the head by a sign. How dare he say that he doesn't know magic?

"No, I just don't want him to run a red light."

"……Oh."

...I don't want to tell you.

Xia Li lowered her eyes and hugged the lavender broom tightly. When she got back, she would definitely study the magic of this world. According to the current information, magic definitely existed, but its manifestations and triggering spells were different.

The poles glow, allowing letters to be delivered without owls; the metal boxes can run around freely without Pegasus; and everyone carries a small cube filled with money.

Xia Li has an idea to make money.

Go back and research the Split Potion, soak the small cubes in it and boil them. As for the experimental materials... Song Che won't mind making a little more money.

"Xia Li!" Song Che suddenly called out seriously.

"Ok?"

Xia Li turned her head to the side, wondering why Song Che was calling her. She was originally considering whether to use a lizard tail or a dragon scale as the first step in making the split potion, but now she was even more uncertain.

"The Witch Princess" "Mobile Potion Making Project"

Song Che's tone was serious as he looked down at Xia Li. "Your Highness, I think... you should go to school. Never mind, I'll teach you when we get back. One hour every day. I'll teach you some basic science. Before you understand, don't do anything related to potions or magic. You should also understand that the making of unknown potions... carries risks such as explosions and corrosion. An explosion is different from twisting your ankle; it can kill you."

"..."

...He must have mind-reading magic.

Xia Li looked up at Song Che with her little face raised, thinking to herself.

I knew you could read minds... Now you know I knew you could read minds, you little rascal!

Her face was expressionless, but she gave off a stubborn feeling. The time was not yet ripe, and the witch princess needed to submit for the time being.

Song Che had no idea what Xia Li was up to this time, so he stood at attention with an attitude of "I won't leave unless you hit me."

You're insane!

"I'm going back to cook. Are you coming or not?"

"Walk."

……

creak-

Song Che slammed open the iron gate, stepped over the threshold, and turned around to stop the door from bouncing back towards Xia Li, only to find that Xia Li was standing still like a Buddha, with her lavender broom propped up on the ground.

Do you need help?

"...My legs are numb."

"It's good that your legs are numb. I told you not to stay home and not to run around this afternoon. I'll go buy some sheets and blankets myself." Song Che put down the shopping bags and helped Xia Li up. "Give me the broom too, I'll return it to you when we get home."

Xia Li shook her head.

"...There's something poking my foot."

Xia Li lifted her toes, and a gold coin jingled as it fell to the ground. The coin was covered in dirt, but the word 'Hit' was still faintly visible. Apart from that, there were no other decorations.

"...It's the money I lost last time."

"Last time?"

“…I lost it by accident while climbing over the iron gate.” Xia Li adjusted her tone and said in the voice of a witch, “I’ll give you this gold coin for now as payment for my stay here. Once my leg is better, I will support myself and will no longer trouble you.”

Your Highness can have children whenever you want. Wait until you're starving to death, then see if you'll still have any more.

"Okay, I'll leave it with you for now. Once you run out of money, you'll have to fend for yourself."

Xia Li's face was icy cold, and her eyes were sullen. She stepped over the threshold, thought about her only skill—washing dishes, and then looked at Song Che. He was carrying shopping bags and a broom on his back, walking ahead without even turning his head.

He really needs to make himself self-reliant.

Xia Li's lips curved slightly downwards, her brows and eyes lowered.

...I was just saying, I'm not ready yet.

Chapter 17 With head bowed, one cannot see her toes; such beauty is unparalleled.

Song Che put down the broom, weighed the gold coin in his hand, then took out another gold coin and leaned back on the small sofa to play with it.

Bruce has the ability to attract wealth, so he finds money every time he comes home?

Bruce also has the ability to ward off evil spirits... Could it be that there really are ghosts?

No wonder Ning Caichen ran to the dilapidated temple; every scholar has a penchant for female ghosts.

That's not the point. The important thing is where the other gold coin, engraved with a strange tree, came from.

Aside from Xia Li's lost stash of money, gold coins couldn't possibly appear out of thin air in the alleys of the old city. This style wasn't made in Hitler's country. As for the pattern, Song Che searched on Baidu but found no relevant information online.

Song Che took back the gold coin, intending to sell Xia Li's and keep this one to see how it goes.

I opened my phone and glanced at the time.

10:30 a.m.

There was still some time before noon. Exhausted from the previous night, no bedding was prepared for Xia Li, and she was completely unfamiliar with household appliances. For safety reasons, Xia Li couldn't be allowed to touch the pots, pans, or gas stove in the small kitchen. Especially the kitchen knife and rice cooker; if left unattended, the outcome would be no less than a greedy dragon discovering a wild treasure.

My home is gone.

Song Che got up, ready to teach her one thing at a time. He really owed her from his past life. Once Xia Li's leg was healed, he would definitely send her to work in an electronics factory for two months. He would watch her cry and beg him for money, clinging to a screwdriver, and promise her that she would stop spending money recklessly and give him all the money she earned. Only then would he feel better.

"Xia Li, let's make a deal first: kitchen knives and rice cookers can't be used for potion making... Wait, you don't look too good, do you?" Song Che stopped his verbal reprimand, took two steps closer, and handed Xia Li the towel he had just bought. "You're sweating so much on your forehead, did you catch a fever last night while sleeping on the floor?"

Xia Li lowered her head, her voice soft, her legs pressed together, "...I drank a lot of water this morning."

After saying that, her fingers clenched tighter, and her soft peach lips pursed together. Xia Li didn't really want to say it.

"..."

Okay, I understand. Best wishes.

"Come with me." Song Che put away the towel, went to the bathroom, and opened the door. "This is called a toilet. It's similar to using the toilet in the castle. You sit on it, but there are no magical fairies to clean it. After you're done, you need to press a button on the back. Just press it once..."

Song Che pressed a button, and the sound of running water filled the air. "This will flush the toilet clean. The toilet paper is on your right; take it if you need it. As for sanitary napkins... you probably won't need them today, so I'll get them for you later."

"……it is good."

Song Che left, closing the door behind him, and went to the living room to get the towels, toothbrush, and sanitary napkins he had just bought. He bent down and rummaged through the drawer, pulling out a black plastic bag.

In the bathroom, Xia Li stood hesitantly. She first secretly opened the door, peeking out through the crack. Only after confirming that Song Che was not standing outside the door peeking like last time did she close the door with peace of mind.

wow-

slam-la-

The sound of flushing water rang out, and Xia Li came out of the bathroom. She suddenly noticed that Song Che was placing a toothbrush and towel at the sink, with a newly bought sanitary napkin tucked under his arm. Her body stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously turned around to look at the bathroom.

"It's good that you know how to flush the toilet. Come on, wash your hands and sit on the small sofa for a while." Song Che put out his toothbrush and toothpaste, then went into the bathroom with a sanitary napkin. "When I'm done with my work, I'll teach you how to make the bed and do laundry."

Everyday chores here can only be done manually; magic is not an option. Of course, there are things here that resemble magic, which you could call—science.

I can tell you more about it later, but for now, you need to learn the basics first, so that your daily life is like that of a modern person.

Song Che went to great lengths to find the witch who was the only one missing from the evolution of all humanity.

But Xia Li's focus was not on that.