My wife is a witch princess

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 coin 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 last night, no bedding had been 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?" 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 took back 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, I'll get them for you later."

"……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 can 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, took a sanitary napkin and went into the toilet. "After 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.

"...Do you want to go in?"

Xia Li pointed to the bathroom she had just used, her heart racing slightly. The Witch had never encountered such a situation before.

"What's the problem?"

"……without."

Xia Li mechanically washed her hands, then took small, synchronized steps to sit on the sofa. Her heart was pounding. She wanted to turn around and see if Song Che would do anything strange, but coincidentally, Xia Li was also a hypocritical woman, and she dared not look at anything strange.

Song Che emptied the two sheets of toilet paper from the trash can into the bag, then put it back on, placing the sanitary napkin on the right. Then, on a second thought, he took the sanitary napkin and placed it on the left side of the table.

After finishing everything, I re-examined the edge of the toilet and the corner of the bathroom. I found no unknown liquid or other abnormalities, which means that there is no need to worry too much about Xia Li going to the toilet. She knows basic human behaviors such as flushing the toilet and using sanitary products.

After leaving the bathroom, Xia Li sat properly on the small sofa, her legs together, her fingers poking at her lower abdomen. Upon hearing footsteps, she immediately withdrew her fingers, straightened her back, and adopted the posture and demeanor of a prince.

...He's definitely a puppet army leader.

Song Che wanted to scream, he really wanted to scream. These pajamas, besides being warm, didn't fit him at all. The more serious Xia Li tried to be, the sillier she looked, like the ill-fitting military uniform Sanmao wore when he was drafted, looking as dumb as a goose.

"Change your top." Song Che took out the light purple sweatshirt from the shopping bag and also took out a set of baby clothes. He opened his phone, clicked on Bilibili, and searched for "First Time Wearing Baby Clothes Tutorial". The tutorials were divided into major and minor issues. He randomly clicked on a video, turned off the bullet comments, and handed it to Xia Li. "Wear the baby clothes and follow this lady's instructions. Don't change the pants yet. We'll do that after the scars heal."

This is called a video, and you can think of it as a memory crystal ball. You can tap the screen to pause it, and tap it again to resume playback.

Xia Li carried the hoodie and baby clothes into the bedroom. She closed the door, waited a minute, checked the crack in the door, and then took off her pajamas. Her snow-white skin was wrapped in a linen cloth. She looked up and found the sunflower smiling at her. Xia Li subconsciously covered her chest, put the pajamas over its head, and continued changing her clothes.

A woman's voice came from the video. After playing for a minute, Xia Li still didn't understand what the first step was. After playing for another minute, some slightly useful information finally appeared: the first step was to determine one's own size.

The method is...

Xia Li paused the video, stood up straight, and looked down at her toes.

...I can barely see my toes.

As Xia Li continued following the video, she encountered trouble.

……

Song Che was certain that Xia Li was in trouble, but if he went in now, he would probably get slapped and come out. Maybe the witch would get so angry that she would replace her magic wand with a kitchen knife and hit herself on the head to prove her innocence.

Song Che calculated the time; about ten minutes had passed. He stood outside the door, leaning against the wall, and asked, "Don't the clothes fit?"

Xia Li's slightly faster voice came from behind the door.

"...I, I can button it up."

Well, then it just won't fit.

No, you won't be able to fasten it?

Song Che remembered the size of the room as only average. He approached the bedroom door and raised his voice, "Need any help?"

"...Don't come in!"

A muffled groan came from the bedroom as the girl tripped and fell against the wardrobe. "...I didn't hit my head, and my legs don't hurt."

Helpless, Song Che knew Xia Li wouldn't let him in, so he dragged out his suggestion:

"Chiyu, Your Highness, please be careful. At least sit on the bed when you change your clothes so you don't bump your legs. Also, remember to draw the curtains, as people outside can see in."

I just said the curtains weren't drawn.

thump--

With another muffled groan, Xia Li seemed to have fallen onto the bed while drawing the curtains.

She... won't cry, will she?

Never mind, just smile.