Super God: Give the Demon Queen Trouble Every Day

In the universe, I always receive news about her

But she will never know...I am watching her...

I have walked all the paths in the universe that she has walked, following behind her

Although I don't know why Kaisha and Hexi can let Shi Bing go to the universe so confidently, I will watch over her from behind to ensure her safety.

Maybe I am just doing this out of nothing, but, following her like this, I can see her smile.

When we were in Kunsa, she didn't smile much and was very nice to me...

I know why, but I can't tell her the truth...

Maybe I am not a qualified mother, but I am learning.

......

Morgana gently closed the diary that recorded her past thoughts and concerns, and her fingertips ran across the cover, as if it was a silent farewell to her heart.

She slowly placed the feather pen in her hand on the corner of the table. There was still ink on the pen, just like her unfinished words, lying there quietly, waiting for the next inspiration to come.

She slowly raised her head and looked through the window, gazing at the vast universe outside.

She stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and let the vast and boundless cosmic landscape come into view unhindered.

The stars twinkled like lights in a distant memory, illuminating her thoughts and reflecting the lonely place in her heart.

Ever since that unexpected encounter with Shi Bing in the depths of the universe and their hasty separation, several stellar years have passed in the blink of an eye, but there has never been a chance to capture each other's trace in the vast galaxy.

"It's not that I miss you," Morgana murmured to herself, with a self-deprecating smile on her lips. There was a hint of loneliness hidden in that smile. "It's just that I always feel like something is missing in my heart. It's empty, like an important puzzle piece is missing."

She turned around and leaned lazily on the soft sofa, her body sinking slightly as the sofa sank, as if her mood had also sunk into deep thought.

Thoughts are like a kite with a broken string, sometimes drifting away, chasing those unreachable dreams and memories; sometimes suddenly gathering together, tightly entangled with the loneliness and confusion of the moment.

Sometimes, even Morgana herself didn't know what she was thinking about. She just felt that life was a bit boring and she needed to find something to pass the time.

This time, her mind was also wandering aimlessly, but it seemed to follow some pattern.

At this time, Morgana picked up the red wine glass that had been prepared on the table. The red wine glass in her hand swayed gently under the dim light. The wine was as tempting as a ruby, but it also carried a hint of subtle bitterness.

Morgana took a sip, letting the mellow liquid slowly melt on the tip of her tongue, as if her mood also became complicated.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "I don't know what you will do after returning to Tiancheng. Will you go to find He Xi? Or will you stay in Tianji's bedroom like a rogue and refuse to leave?"

Morgana chuckled and continued, "Haha... Anyway, I think you definitely don't want to stay with that bitch named Kesha."

Although she had no idea what Liang Bing was thinking, Morgana believed that her guess was probably correct.

Morgana's words were full of deep understanding for Shi Bing. Although there might be unspeakable misunderstandings and barriers between them, she always believed that deep in Shi Bing's heart, the desire for freedom was the same as hers.

Morgana placed the wine glass gently against her lips, but was not in a hurry to taste the wine. Instead, her eyes penetrated the transparent wine and looked into the distance, silently thinking of Shi Bing in her heart.

Then, she took a sip, and the mellow aroma of the wine spread in her mouth, like delicate silk sliding across the tip of her tongue, bringing a hint of warmth that made her feel tipsy.

The wine seemed to add a bit of intoxication to her thoughts.

Although the room was silent except for her breathing and the subtle sounds of the wine glasses clinking, Morgana did not mind this kind of alone time.

She whispered to herself, her voice echoing in the empty room, with a hint of self-mockery and relief.

"Humph, it's not bad to follow He Xi. At least, with He Xi, you can feel that you are valued and cherished. You have a place in her eyes and heart. This is much better than Kesha, that bitch who only thinks about justice and doesn't care about other people's feelings."

Morgana's words revealed her concern for Shi Bing and her disdain for Kesha's style of doing things.

However, before she finished her words, a complicated emotion arose in her heart.

Thinking of He Xi, the angel who once gave her warmth and care, Morgana couldn't help but feel emotional.

"It's just that, He Xi, He Xi, you have been obsessed with Kesha for tens of thousands of years. When will you let it go? If you keep doing this, sooner or later you will get hurt because of this emotional entanglement."

But then, she felt a little regretful for what she had said.

After all, He Xi was one of the few people in her life whom she could trust and rely on. Even when she and Kesha had different ideas and their relationship was tense, He Xi always maintained respect and understanding for her.

He Xi had been genuinely kind to her, even better than her own sister Kesha.

Even though Morgana was disrespectful to Kesa, she always had respect for He Xi.

"If it weren't for our differences in ideas, perhaps, He Xi, we could still study together, conduct scientific research together, and appreciate the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers behind your garden together like before..."

Morgana's eyes flashed with a trace of nostalgia and longing, as if she had returned to those carefree days.

But reality is always cruel.

Morgana gently placed the wine glass on the table, then slowly stood up and walked towards the bed step by step.

Her movements seemed a little lazy, but also elegant and calm.

Walking slowly towards the bed, his steps revealed his satisfaction and relaxation with the current situation, and also a brief escape from his busy life in the past.

Lying down on the soft bed, Morgana felt her body gradually sinking into the gentle embrace of the quilt, and an inexplicable sense of comfort surged in her heart.

Yes, she admitted that she had become a little lazy now, but on second thought, such days were not so bad.

In the days when there are no urgent tasks and no war, why not let yourself be a little lazy and enjoy the peace and quiet?

Perhaps because there was nothing important to deal with recently, she began to enjoy this leisurely life.

However, this feeling did not make her feel uneasy or guilty, but instead made her feel comfortable.

After all, the pressure in life always makes people breathless, and it is necessary to relax occasionally.

But in the past, when she was still in Tiancheng, if she was so lazy, He Xi would definitely appear by her side, and in her unique gentle tone, give her some words that seemed like preaching but were actually caring.

Maybe He Xi would tell her in a gentle but firm way that as an angel, she should always stay energetic.

However, despite He Xi's harsh words, they contained concern for Liang Bing.

Although Liang Bing understood He Xi's intention at that time, she still felt a little unhappy.

The corners of Morgana's mouth rose unconsciously, and the figure of He Xi appeared in her mind.

The powerful being who was hailed as the Sky-Base King and the Sky-Base God of War on the battlefield was actually a gentle angel who hated war in private.

If it weren't for the cruelty of war, perhaps He Xi would not have chosen to pick up the sword and fight.

Morgana remembered that He Xi once said that what she longed for was peace, a quiet life with the aroma of tea, rather than a bloody battlefield with swords fighting.

She doesn't like war, and she doesn't like killing and blood.

He Xi said she was afraid, afraid that the cruel reality would tarnish her beautiful yearning for life, and afraid that the bloody smell would cover up the fragrance of tea.

Morgana turned over and lay on her side, looking at the boundless starry sky outside the window, but her thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, difficult to calm down.

"He Xi, you don't know how luxurious the place in your heart is."

"But it is impossible for the universe to be without war, killing, and blood..."

"He Xi, you shouldn't be afraid now, right..."