My Princess Holds Superpowers
Chapter 655 drinking soup in the middle of the night

Chapter 655: 655 drinking soup in the middle of the night

The elderly couple talked for what seemed like ages before they finally unraveled the knots in Mrs. He’s mind and reached a heartfelt consensus. Regardless of whose child Ye Jiu was, as long as he still recognized them as his parents, he would forever be their child.

By the time Mrs. He finally lay down on the kang bed peacefully, she suddenly remembered, "Oh, that’s right, Xiaojiu came to see me tonight, but I was too scared to meet her and had someone send her away."

"It’s alright, Little Jiujiu has always been close to you. Just coax her well in the morning, and she won’t blame you," Old Man Ye comforted.

"No, that won’t do. I’m not at ease; I need to see my daughter," Mrs. He said, getting ready to step off the kang to put on her shoes, not hesitating for a moment.

"Enough already, it’s the middle of the night, and Xiaojiu must be resting. If you go now, you’ll disturb her sleep!" Old Man Ye held her back.

Just then, someone knocked on the outside door, "Old master, old mistress, the young lady has made you some soup and insists on bringing it in herself, the servant couldn’t stop her!"

Because Mrs. He had already instructed that if Ye Jiu came over, they should find an excuse to send her away and not let her in, lest she see for herself the unrecognizable haggard mess Mrs. He had just been!

As for giving Ye Jiu the cold shoulder, Mrs. He believed no one in this household would dare to do such a thing.

"Is it Little Jiujiu? What are you stopping her for? It’s freezing out there; let my sweet girl in quickly!" Mrs. He’s voice was anxious and filled with concern.

Outside the door, Ye Jiu’s heart suddenly settled.

Thankfully, her mother was still the one who doted on her, loved her, and cared for her.

The door was opened from the inside, and Ye Jiu, still holding the food container, cheerfully called out, "Mother..."

"Oh dear, my little ancestor, why have you come in such cold weather?" Mrs. He quickly took the food container from Ye Jiu’s hands, ushered her in, and then shut the door behind her.

"I’ve prepared some nice things and brought some for you and father to taste," Ye Jiu indicated the food container in Mrs. He’s hands.

"What’s the rush to eat it tonight? Couldn’t it wait until tomorrow? You could have frozen to death coming out here at this hour, or you might have sent one of the maids instead," Mrs. He chided with her mouth, but her heart was filled with warmth.

Old Man Ye chimed in from the side, "Xiaojiu, don’t mind your mother’s nagging. Come sit on the kang and warm up quick."

"Ah," Ye Jiu responded, walking to the edge of the kang to sit down, "Hurry and open the food container, I’ve made soup, a bowl for you and a bowl for father."

This batch was specially kept aside for them and diluted with more water.

Otherwise, with too much Spiritual Energy in the body, it would be hard for her aged parents, who couldn’t practice Inner Strength like the younger members, to cope with it.

Mrs. He scolded her again, but mostly, she was worried that Ye Jiu might be cold or tired.

Mrs. He opened the food container and a delicious aroma wafted out. Just the smell alone was enough to rejuvenate her spirits.

She couldn’t resist taking a sip of the soup and then found it impossible to stop drinking.

Old Man Ye looked on in amazement, "Wife, what is that? Bring my portion over here!"

"Come and drink it yourself; don’t dirty the kang," Mrs. He could only manage to say one sentence before burying her head to drink again.

Old Man Ye’s heart itched with anticipation, and besides, although he had been busy all day, he had hardly eaten anything substantial.

Therefore, Old Man Ye got off the kang and came over. Then, after one sip, he couldn’t stop drinking just like Mrs. He.