Resolutely driving away Bai Ling who still wanted to linger here in her capacity as a younger sister, Qila turned off the lights, locked the door, and turned back to look at her own sister.
"Hmm? Why are you looking at me?" Leticia scratched her head in confusion, "Is there something wrong with my face?"
Qila shook her head.
"Is my hair messy?"
She shook her head again.
"Do you want to give your sister a goodnight kiss?"
A tiny pink fist smacked into Leticia's head.
"Qila, why are you hitting me?" Leticia held her head, asking quite aggrievedly.
What had she done? Why did she have to get hit?
Qila sighed and crawled into the bed that had already been warmed by her sister's body temperature, "I just feel like sister seems different from before."
"Ah, different? How am I different?" Leticia asked curiously.
"It's nothing, just my imagination." Qila hugged Leticia's arm and yawned, "Let's sleep, sister."
"Are you tired?" Leticia glanced at the clock—it was only 9:30. For Leticia, this seasoned night owl, it was no different from broad daylight.
And Qila's usual bedtime was also after ten o'clock, around eleven. A situation like today only occurred when Qila was very tired.
"Mm, there have been a lot of things recently." Qila nuzzled a few times in Leticia's embrace, speaking in a muffled voice.
Handling these matters had consumed a great deal of her energy, which was also the reason she was so exhausted.
"I see. How about I handle those things tomorrow, and you just rest well for a day, Qila?"
"Those things should have been handled by sister in the first place." Qila's hand slipped inside Leticia's clothes and gently pinched her sister's waist.
Leticia let out a soft cry, not because it hurt—Qila used very little force, and rather than pinching, it was more like tickling.
But Leticia's waist was absolutely untouchable; it was almost one of the most sensitive places on her entire body.
Being tickled by Qila like that, Leticia's face immediately turned red.
Somewhat indignantly thumping her sister once, Leticia said in a low voice, "Hurry up and rest, don't be grabby."
"Ehehe."
Holding her fragrant and soft sister, Leticia wasn't sleepy at all—her bedtime hadn't arrived yet.
Qila in her arms had already fallen asleep. Leticia carefully brushed away the strands of hair from her sister's face and studied her sister's face carefully in the darkness.
Qila had grown into a very beautiful young lady. In a few more years, she herself probably wouldn't be as attractive as Qila, would she?
Unlike Leticia, although Qila's development was a bit slow, she was still developing. In the foreseeable future, Qila should blossom into a very beautiful girl, and walking together with her, Leticia estimated she would be mistaken for the younger sister.
Of course, no matter how well Qila developed, she could never catch up to Candice's level. Leticia estimated her sister would at most develop to Bai Ling's level.
It was a hereditary issue—all the girls in the Demon King family were like this.
Leticia was considered average build in this Demon King family; there had been quite a few Demon Kings in the past who developed even worse than Leticia.
She was roughly an expired loli—if you said loli, there was a bit of that, but she was a size larger than ordinary lolis.
And some Demon Kings, judging from the portraits passed down, were truly lolis, with some even approaching the young category.
Who knows why the noble Demon King bloodline would produce such situations—there was no sense of intimidation at all.
Leticia simply couldn't imagine that those monarchs in demon history books who were described as brilliant strategists leading the demon race to pioneer the Demon Realm were actually petite and cute black-haired lolis one after another.
Very strange, really very strange.
"Hah, I'll accompany you to rest early today." Leticia closed her eyes. Going to sleep early couldn't be a bad thing.
That's what she thought, but when she opened her eyes at five o'clock and found that she couldn't fall back asleep no matter what, Leticia was stunned.
So sleeping early would cause her to wake up this early the next day?
Looking at the gray sky outside the window, Leticia didn't quite know what she should do now.
Releasing Qila from her embrace, Leticia tiptoed out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.
"Your Majesty?" Xue'er, who was already cleaning in the living room, looked up in confusion. Waking up this early wasn't like Your Majesty's style at all. "Do you need to use the bathroom?"
"I went to sleep too early last night, so now I'm awake and can't fall back asleep." Leticia didn't deny Xue'er's guess either, since she did indeed need to go to the bathroom to take care of physiological needs.
"Alright, what would Your Majesty like for breakfast today?"
"Ah, whatever is fine. I have great faith in Xue'er's cooking skills." Before entering the bathroom, Leticia gave Xue'er a thumbs up.
"Thank you for Your Majesty's trust."
After relieving herself and doing some simple washing up, Leticia walked out of the bathroom.
Xue'er had already started preparing breakfast, but by the looks of it, it would still take some time before it was finished.
Should she just sit in a chair and wait?
After thinking it over, Leticia decided to go to the study to see what exactly had exhausted Qila both physically and mentally.
If there really was too much, she would help her poor sister handle some of these matters.
Look, how selfless she was—you couldn't find such a good sister even with a lantern!
This person had completely forgotten that these tasks were originally her job.
"Xue'er, if I haven't come back when you're done, just bring breakfast to the study." Leticia said to Xue'er.
"Ah, alright." Xue'er was stunned for a moment, then understood Leticia's meaning.
Was Your Majesty planning to take responsibility again?
Wonderful! Xue'er had been waiting for this day for so long!
Her joyful emotions made Xue'er's cooking skills even more refined, and she successfully made a perfect breakfast that even she herself admired.
Carrying this breakfast infused with her heartfelt care, Xue'er pushed open the study door.
Then she was nearly hit in the head by a paper ball that flew out of the study.
"Your Majesty, what are you..." Looking at the study that had become a complete mess in just a few minutes, Xue'er fell into confusion for a moment.
What was going on?
Leticia sat in the place where Qila usually sat, holding a feather pen in her hand, her face unable to conceal her angry emotions. "These incompetent fools—do they have to report this kind of thing? Where are their brains? Were they eaten?"
"I'm not keeping them so they can ask me what to do. What I want are their ideas!"
Unlike Qila who liked to handle everything personally, Leticia had always disliked dealing with trivial minor matters. She felt her precious time shouldn't be wasted on such things.
If she had time for this, wouldn't practicing cultivation or having afternoon tea be better?
Even that diligent Leticia didn't enjoy handling these matters, let alone the current shut-in Demon King who didn't even want to handle major affairs.
"Looks like I need to issue an order." Leticia crumpled another report into a ball and threw it on the floor. "If they dare to submit these things that they can obviously handle themselves again, I'll see if I don't hack them to death."
Just thinking about how Qila had been dealing with these things all these years made Leticia furious.
"Princess Qila has that kind of meticulous personality, and this was also Princess Qila's own requirement." Xue'er spoke up for the demon officials who had sent these reports up. "I heard that if Princess Qila discovered any concealed matters, she would even punish them."
Leticia frowned, "But this is too much."
"Princess Qila doesn't look at every single one in detail either." Xue'er indicated that Qila wasn't stupid. "Probably, the Princess just wanted to use this method to remind those officials that the demon race isn't without someone in charge."
After Leticia ran away from home, although the Demon King's residual authority remained, some people inevitably developed strange thoughts.
And Qila took over the burden under such circumstances, allowing the demon race to advance steadily for so many years—the energy she expended was definitely not insignificant.
"Sigh, sometimes I really envy ordinary people who don't have to deal with these troublesome matters." Leticia sighed and picked up the brown sugar water from the meal tray Xue'er had just brought, taking a sip.
The temperature was just right, the sweetness appropriate—worthy of Xue'er's cooking skills.
Quickly finishing breakfast, Leticia buried her head in handling these things that Qila hadn't had time to process.
By the time Qila woke up, discovered her sister was missing, and hurriedly searched for her, Leticia had already processed more than half of the reports on the desk.
Once she found her rhythm, Leticia's work efficiency was considerably higher than Qila's.
"Sister?" Qila rubbed her eyes. What was she seeing?
Sister was actually taking the initiative to start working?
Was she still dreaming?
"Go eat breakfast first. Xue'er should have it ready already." Leticia said without looking up. "Rest well after eating. I'll handle today's work."
As she spoke, Leticia placed a report with written comments to one side, then picked up the next report, glanced at it, and casually threw it away.
"Sister, don't throw things around." Qila quickly picked up the paper ball Leticia had thrown away.
"It's just waste paper, no need to worry about it." Leticia crumpled another sheet into a ball and threw it on the floor. "Let them handle these trivial matters themselves."
Leaving them here was simply a waste of her time.
Leticia's work habits were like this, completely opposite to Qila's. Why there would be such a big personality difference between these sisters of the same parents, no one knew the answer.
Qila sighed helplessly. Since sister had said so, how could she, as the younger sister, object?
The Demon King was Leticia, not her, Qila.
When sister was slacking off and not working, she could do things in sister's place, but now that sister had started working, she, as the younger sister, should just cheer from the sidelines.
Not long after, Bai Ling, who came by for her daily visit, entered the study and saw Leticia working hard. She turned to Xue'er and asked, "Did she take the wrong medicine?"
"Who took the wrong medicine? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and get lost." Leticia looked up and glared at Bai Ling. "Can't you see I'm working hard?"
"It's just that I rarely see you so serious, so I'm a bit surprised." Bai Ling walked to Leticia's side, wanting to see what she was writing.
But Leticia was quick to block what she was writing, then began shooing her away even more impatiently, "Move away, move away. This is demon race classified information. You, a human, hurry up and leave."
"Oh, then hurry up. I'll wait for you outside." Bai Ling left the study somewhat dejectedly with Xue'er's company.
At this time in the living room, Qila, who had nothing to do, was watching the news on TV. Hearing the commotion behind her, she turned around and met eyes with the unhappy-looking Bai Ling.
"Good morning, Sister Bai." Qila smiled and greeted Bai Ling.
Although she still had prejudices against Bai Ling, for this hidden ally, Qila's surface work was very well done.
Smiling greetings when they met were definitely not lacking.
"Morning, Qila." Since her sister wasn't around, Bai Ling directly called out Qila's real name. "How did Leticia start working seriously?"
"Sister, she..." Qila shook her head. It was probably because she saw how tired she was last night, so she wanted to share some of her burden.
Sister had always been like this—saying one thing but doing another.
She clearly kept resisting work, but after seeing her exhaustion, she didn't say a word and got up early to take over her tasks.
Really, it made Qila somewhat moved.
"Leticia is a very good sister." Bai Ling had roughly guessed the reason. "Much better than me as a sister."
"Not at all. Sister is just a big bad guy." Qila pouted, indicating that today's actions alone couldn't salvage Leticia's bad image in her heart. "Making me shoulder the entire demon race alone—how could she do such a thing?"
Running off to the human world to enjoy herself while leaving Qila alone to act as the Demon King—was this something a qualified sister should do?
"She should have her own thoughts, right?" Bai Ling laughed awkwardly twice and sat down beside Qila.
Why Leticia would run to the human world had always been something Bai Ling wondered about.
She only said her mentality had collapsed, but Bai Ling didn't feel Leticia's mentality was particularly collapsed at all.
When Bai Ling first saw her, Leticia could maintain her composure, and after a few interactions, Leticia even dared to jump up.
Was this the behavior of someone whose mentality had collapsed and left with psychological trauma?
"Bullshit! She just didn't want to do it anymore." Qila expressed vehemently that Leticia was just a bad sister. "Otherwise, why would she run away?"
Although it was indeed wrong for her to bring people to catch sister, wasn't sister running away directly even more problematic?
"Even if she had hung me up and beaten me then, I could have accepted it, but running away without a word—what was that supposed to mean?" Qila punched the sofa, her voice full of grievance.
Faced with the aggrieved Qila, Bai Ling didn't know what to say. Leticia's running away, when it came down to it, seemed to have to be attributed to herself.
If she hadn't defeated Leticia, Leticia wouldn't have become so dejected, and wouldn't have run to the human world to live in seclusion a few years ago.
This blame probably had to be carried by Bai Ling.
"Can you tell me why Leticia became like this?" Bai Ling asked somewhat cautiously.
Based on Leticia's personality, she shouldn't have become so dejected from just one failure. She was the most spirited and powerful Demon King among the demon race's recent generations. Becoming so dejected from one setback was very unreasonable.
Qila didn't know the answer to this question either.
"Actually, during the first few months of recuperation, although sister was a bit gloomy, she still completed her duties properly. But from a certain day onward, sister completely shut herself away and refused to see anyone." Qila recalled the time when sister was recuperating a few years ago, a trace of confusion showing in her eyes.
She could never guess what sister was thinking. What happened that day, she had no way of knowing.
Perhaps Xue'er knew something, but without Leticia's orders, Qila couldn't force Xue'er to say things she didn't want to say.
"But something must have happened, otherwise sister couldn't have become like this."
Just as Qila finished speaking, a small fist landed on her head. "You dead girl, what kind of state have I become?"
"Uwah, sister, you finished those things so quickly?" Qila held her head, grinning sheepishly as she asked Leticia back.
Leticia loosened her fist and casually rubbed her sister's head a few times. "Daring to speak ill of your sister behind her back—quite bold."
"No! Where did I speak ill of sister?" Qila immediately expressed that she wholeheartedly loved her sister and would definitely not be a bad sister who spoke ill of sister behind her back.
Tapping her sister's forehead viciously, the Miss Demon King said to her sister who was starting to hold her forehead, "Those unpleasant things are already in the past. Don't think too much about it."
"Then sister could totally tell me. After all, it's already in the past."
"Children shouldn't think so much." Leticia pulled Qila up from the sofa. "Come on, come on, go to your room. This person probably has something to discuss with me."
"What if I said I just wanted to simply come see you?"
"Then I can only suggest you hurry up and get lost." Leticia retorted without courtesy. "I hope you're not such a boring person, wasting my precious time at a time like this."
"Cough cough, I do have something to discuss with you this time." Bai Ling coughed twice and put on a serious expression.
Qila's footsteps stopped. She felt that if it was serious business, it would be fine for her to stay here and listen in.
At the very least, she could help sister strategize.
Two brains were better than one.
"Ho, let's hear it." Qila's small movements naturally didn't escape Leticia's notice, but the Miss Demon King didn't mind. She was more than happy for Qila to stay here and use her brain.
When it came to scheming and plotting, Leticia had said long ago that she was inferior to Qila.
This Princess was literally full of bad ideas, being the only one who dared to throw Flame Moths into the elven forests.
Even now, the elven race was still troubled by this matter.
That poor Empress was even worse off, having completely become the focal point of contradictions, with most Elves privately criticizing this Half-Elf.
They said it was because the Empress's bloodline was impure that the current situation occurred—if the Empress's bloodline were pure, such things couldn't have happened.
When Leticia heard these rumors, she almost laughed out loud. Those pointy-eared people's intelligence was really not very good, to actually pin the blame for such matters on the Elven Empress, this mascot. Too ridiculous.
"According to our inside information, the elf who launched the sneak attack is very likely affiliated with the Elven Council of Elders." Bai Ling said very seriously.
Leticia looked at Bai Ling with the gaze one uses to look at an idiot.
"Ah? What's wrong?" Bai Ling was confused. Wasn't this important information?
Leticia covered her face. "Theoretically speaking, anyone who would do this kind of thing outside the elven race must be affiliated with the Elven Council of Elders."
"Ah, this is the first time I've heard of this."
"If you could find out which department she belongs to, that would be truly important information. But you just dryly saying she's affiliated with the Elven Council of Elders—aren't you just making me laugh at your ignorance?"
Bai Ling lowered her head somewhat shamefully. "I don't really understand these things."
Leticia patted Bai Ling's shoulder. "It's okay, I understand your intelligence level."
Why did these words sound so strange?
"Unless we catch that elf, we definitely can't know which department she's from." Leticia continued. "So, Miss Bai, work harder and find that elf."
Bai Ling's eyes widened. How was she supposed to work harder? She didn't understand these things at all.
Now the simplest method she could think of was to charge into the elven race with just herself and a sword, grab those old men from the Council of Elders one by one and ask who sent Elves to the human race.
If they couldn't say, kill them with one sword. If they could say, then they were the culprit—also kill them with one sword.
It's just that doing this would easily cause bad effects. Slaughtering the Elven Council of Elders wouldn't make any less noise than Bai Ling's surprise attacks on various race monarchs a few years ago.
"These things can't be rushed, and Sister Bai is already working hard to find them, right?" Qila spoke up from the side.
"Don't speak up for this person, Qila. You should say that her friends have already started looking, and as for her, she's definitely staying at home quietly waiting for information to be delivered to her hands." Leticia looked at Bai Ling, the corner of her mouth slightly curving up. "Right, Miss Bai?"
Bai Ling's face reddened a bit. Leticia's words indeed completely reflected her current state.
Having overwhelming power but nowhere to use it, she could fight, but when it came to finding the culprit, Miss Bai was completely at the level of knowing nothing.
"So..." Leticia was about to continue messing with Bai Ling's mentality when Bai Ling took the initiative to interrupt Leticia's chanting.
"Mmph mmph mmph! Mmph mmph!"
Looking at her sister whose mouth was covered and the helpless Bai Ling, Qila felt she might really be the extra one.
Could these two people please not always act so obliviously in front of others!