The person on the roof seems to have also realized that they'd made too much noise. They stood still and didn't take another step for a while.
Mother and son raised their ears, silently staring upwards without uttering another word.
Almost half a quarter of an hour passed before Ma Po brought Calming Soup into the yard. Only then did Nanzhi and Shen Zhiyu relax a bit.
"Madam, the soup is here."
Upon speaking, Ma Po placed the Calming Soup on the table. She was about to help Nanzhi get out of bed when she noticed Shen Zhiyu also wrapped in blankets.
"Why is the young master also here?"
Ma Po paused, noticing the dark circles under his eyes and guessing that he couldn't sleep and came to find his mother, she softened her voice.
"Young master, don't worry about the chief. Now that the weather is cold, you should also rest early. Let me go and get you some more soup."
Before Shen Zhiyu could refuse, Ma Po was already wrapped in her cloak and hurried out of the yard.