My wife is a witch princess.

The witch princess never does housework, let alone puts her hands into ice water to wash dishes in the dead of winter. These are things that maids should do, but after meeting her this time, Xia Li has changed a lot.

Song Che clearly remembered that when he died, Xia Li wasn't so gentle or reserved. At least she wouldn't wash dishes for others just to find a place to live, and she wouldn't feel guilty for owing him money.

Now, when she gets a cold shoulder, she purses her lips and sulks, sometimes even acting cute. Apart from that cold, aloof face that never smiles, she's definitely not the jealous witch Xia Li!

"..."

Song Che vaguely sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. After all, his appetite was what it was, so it was understandable that his personality might change a bit.

On second thought, it was illogical that Xia Li could come to the modern world with him.

"I'm done washing."

Xia Li neatly stacked the bowls, put the dish soap back in its place, and held a pair of wet chopsticks in one hand. "Where should I put this?"

"The chopstick holder, next to the dish soap."

Xia Li obediently did as she was told. Her aloof and ethereal face contrasted sharply with what she did. A girl who was only 1.64 meters tall, coupled with the prince's imposing presence, would usually intimidate anyone who didn't know Xia Li, especially boys.

Song Che glanced at Xia Li's hands. Her fingers were pink. Without magic, her body was that of an ordinary girl. Song Che said, "Rubbing your hands together or breathing on them can warm them up."

Xia Li breathed warm air into her hands, her dazed expression momentarily disorienting Song Che. It was hard to reconcile the silver-haired girl in the light-colored hoodie with the mischievous, troublesome witch she once was.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to make a bed."

Song Che pushed open the door to the other bedroom.

There were books and boxes piled on the bed, and a thin layer of wall plaster covered the mattress. Compared to the magic castle, the environment was exceptionally poor, and the smell of dust made Song Che rub his nose.

"Ah Qiu——"

Xia Li sneezed, and after that sneeze, her eyes became clear.

Song Che went to the bathroom to get a rag and mop, wet them a bit, and mopped the floor. The dust immediately stuck to the mop.

Wipe away the paint from the mattress with a cloth, and the room will look a bit tidier.

Xia Li kept her eyes on Song Che the whole time, memorizing the steps. She would have to do these things herself in the future. Without magic, she would have to do them manually. She had to learn them clearly, otherwise the little rascal would definitely look down on her.

Thin or thick sheets, pull up the four corners, put on the duvet cover, and then put on the quilt and pillows... It's not that difficult.

"The bed is made, so leave it like this for now. Just pile the other odds and ends up next to it. As long as the sheets aren't messy, you don't need to worry about it when you make the bed. If you're a restless sleeper... never mind what I said."

Song Che took the mop and rag away, went to the bathroom, and rinsed them clean with water again.

Xia Li followed behind him, mimicking his movements, until Song Che picked up her little black boots and reached out with ill intent. Xia Li's toes curled up in her slippers, and her eyes revealed vigilance.

What is he doing with the shoes?

"To wash my shoes, could you please bring me the shoe brush from the sink outside? I'll scrub off the muddy water."

Song Che, adhering to the same attitude as when cleaning shoes, took a sniff. The little boots didn't have any strange smell; instead, they had a pleasant fragrance of magic potion. The insoles were also quite clean; all that was needed was to brush off the muddy water.

The witch's magic is so convenient; with a single cleaning spell, the shoes are spotless.

"Did you find the shoe brush?"

"……Give."

Xia Li handed Song Che a light purple toothbrush.

You've stopped brushing your teeth?

"No, that's not it. The shoe cleaner is underneath. Using this will give you a fungal infection in your mouth."

"...Oh, I don't know."

Xia Li turned back to look for it, put her toothbrush back in the cup, and retrieved the correct shoe brush.

Seeing that Song Che wasn't doing anything strange and was just diligently cleaning the shoes, she felt relieved. Xia Li left the washbasin, took the chibi sunflower to her bedroom, closed the bedside table which didn't even have parchment, put away the lifestyle magazines on the table, and sat on the bed to start reading.

This book... seems different from the one on my bedside table.

This book is serious.

Song Che ignored what Xia Li was fiddling with in the room. He hung up his little boots to dry, stood at the sink, and looked himself over.

To be precise, it's about looking at the top of one's head.

It was completely empty, without even the most basic label.

Song Che had looked at it several times while brushing his teeth that morning, and now he was finally certain that he could only see other people's tags.

There are three types of tags: inherent characteristics, life status during this period, some inner thoughts, and recent behavior.

Moreover, you can't just choose whichever label you want to see; at most, you'll randomly get two labels: one feature and one life state.

So far, the biggest beneficiary of this ability is Bruce—it earned him two gold coins.

It's a lucky cat.

It can also ward off evil spirits. Bruce will have a hard time ending this without a super evolution, right?

Beep beep—

Song Che answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?"

"Brother, I successfully ordered the cake and I'm with Jiang Xiaoxiao now, but I miss you, brother. Can we go to school together tomorrow?"

What do you need to tell me when you order a cake?

"It's not on my way, go by yourself..."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up, I'm just too happy, I have something important to tell you."

Jiang Shuo, on the other end of the phone, hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Speak, what is it?"

"I must repay your life-saving grace. I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight. Are you coming?"

"I just happened to see it, no need to worry about it."

"No way! You know what fate is, this damn fate is too amazing. I have to treat you to a meal. You know, my parents believe in Buddha and God. I even cursed God before, so from now on, I'm going to believe in you."

"...You don't believe in Buddha, but you believe in me? I am Qin Shi Huang! I'll appoint you as the Grand General of Heavenly Command, are you in or not?"

WeChat payment received: 50 yuan.

Song Che's lips twitched as he looked at the WeChat notification.

...Do you really want me to give it to you?

"No need for further explanation. You weren't the one who was saved, so you don't understand. I absolutely have to treat you to a meal today. You've been brought back from the dead, you know? In ancient times, people would have offered themselves in gratitude, or at the very least, become sworn brothers. I'm begging you, I can't bear not treating you to a meal."

Song Che was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where are they? Who are they?"

"The location is at Four Seasons Restaurant. Jiang Xiaoxiao, me, you, and my sister-in-law are all here..."

Before Song Che could explain...

creak-

A crack appeared in Xia Li's room, revealing a few strands of silver hair first, followed by her blue eyes.

She gazed at him quietly, her eyes so clear they seemed to ask: "Want to eat? Will you take me?"

Chapter 21 Why Bully Others

"Hey, Che-ge, are you still there? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Song Che looked into the eyes behind the door, his tone becoming serious.

"I didn't hang up, but are you sure you want to treat us to something to eat? Something so we won't leave until we're full?"

"Why leave if you're not full? You must eat your fill. Xiaoxiao and I will pick you up downstairs tonight."

What a kind person you are! You've moved even the unscrupulous merchants to tears. From now on, they'll sell to high school students shortchanging them. Oh, if the high school students disagree, then they'll only sell to college students.

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"It should have been done a long time ago. I'll call you tonight."

For the sake of brotherhood, I'll stab you in the ribs twice, then pull it out when I don't want it anymore. You're getting off easy, kid.

After hanging up the phone, Song Che raised his chin to indicate, "...Are you going to dinner tonight?"

"...It's all packed, let's go." Xia Li's voice was decisive.

Fine, you've been eavesdropping on my phone call since just now. From now on, don't call yourself the Jealous Witch, change it to the Foodie Witch.

"We're going tonight, so don't rush. When you eat, tone down your Your Highness's aura. There's a little girl there; don't scare her." Song Che looked her over, his gaze settling on Xia Li's lips. "Just smile a little. Don't keep a straight face. There aren't many rules."

Xia Li felt awkward, but forced a smile: (a jealous witch's smile).

Song Che: ……

That smile, no matter how you look at it, seems like the villain's last act of mercy before taking action.

"You'd better stop laughing and stop saying weird things."

"……it is good."

Xia Li's smile vanished, her expression once again becoming as cold and aloof as a block of ice. The last person with such a haughty expression was a relative of her homeroom teacher, but upon hearing that she had recently gotten married and was expecting five children, her expression softened considerably.

That's so strange.

There's no hope for him in this life. Maybe he'll be reborn as a Shiba Inu in his next life, where he can just grin and that'll be considered a smile.

"Okay, you can go read a book or take a nap, I'm going to catch up on my afternoon nap." Song Che covered his mouth and yawned. "If you're bored, go play some blues. I'll take a nap, you can enjoy yourself."

……

The blankets were warm, and last night Xia Li had wrapped half of them around her, filling them with her delicate fragrance. Song Che couldn't tell if it was Xia Li's natural scent or the smell of her magic potion, but it was calming and soothing, and he slept soundly and had a good dream.

When I woke up, the sun was already setting in the west.

He forced his eyes open, then immediately closed them again, huddled under the covers looking for his phone, finally finding it on the pillow after a long while.

17:24

Time to get up, Jiang Shuo should be here soon.

Song Che stretched and poked his head out from under the covers.

The setting sun shone through the curtains, outlining Xia Li's jade-like face. She held a kitchen knife in one hand and a broom in the other, her blue eyes filled with coldness as she stared intently at his blanket.