63. The envoy sent by Yu the Great.

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The envoy sent by Dayu

When Xu Mu woke up in a daze, it was already midnight. There was a lamp on the bedside table, covered with a gauze cloth, emitting a soft and gentle light that was not dazzling, but still illuminated the room clearly.

Xu Mu was still a bit confused, not knowing how long he had slept, only feeling sore all over and his throat dry.

He moved slightly and softly called out, "Lu Feng."

The room was quiet, with no one responding to him.

Xu Mu thought his voice was already loud, but in fact, he only moved his lips and made no sound.

Seeing that Lu Feng was not there and feeling uncomfortable all over, Xu Mu inexplicably felt wronged. A surge of hot and sour emotions rushed to his eyes, overwhelming him too quickly to control.

He curled up his body in grievance, turned over, and buried his face in the blanket, thinking to himself, "Where did Lu Feng go in the middle of the night? Why is he treating me worse in this life than in the previous one after getting married?"

"Awake?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind, causing Xu Mu's trembling shoulders, soaked with tears, to pause. He turned his head, still in a daze.

Lu Feng came in with a food box. Hearing movement on the bed, she placed the food on the table and sat on the edge of the bed.

She lowered her gaze and saw the tear marks on Xu Mu's face, involuntarily startled. She hurriedly reached out to touch his forehead and asked softly, "Why are you crying? Where does it hurt?"

Hearing Lu Feng's gentle and concerned voice, all the pent-up frustration and insecurity in Xu Mu's heart turned into tears, pouring out.

He stretched out his arm, half sat up, and hugged Lu Feng's neck, burying his face in the nape of her neck like a scared puppy. Choking, he asked, "Where did you go? I didn't see you when I woke up."

Seeing his grievance, Lu Feng felt even more heartache. She raised her hand and gently stroked his back, turning her head to lightly kiss his eyebrows and eyes. "I went to warm up a bowl of porridge for you. I wanted to come back and call you to drink some before going back to sleep."

Xu Mu made a soft and tender sound of agreement, rubbed his face against her shoulder, and when he felt that his face was no longer wet with tears, he awkwardly knelt on the bed.

Lu Feng used her fingertips to gently wipe away the tears that hadn't dried at the corners of Xu Mu's eyes, then brought the food box over and fed him.

A bowl of light and plain porridge, which Xu Mu drank with a satisfied expression, his eyes always curved.

Xu Mu's illness came suddenly and went quickly. As for the reason for getting sick, he asked Lu Feng, but Lu Feng just vaguely said that he went crazy that night.

Xu Mu blushed at the words and didn't ask any further.

However, in the following nights, when Lu Feng slept, she just held him obediently without touching him or moving around. This made Xu Mu suspicious.

He tried to provoke Lu Feng, but every time she closed her eyes and held his restless hands, pressing down on his twisting body. . .

Xu Mu frowned. Lu Feng was at the age to enjoy such things. In their past life, they could do it several times a day when they were together. How could it be like now, where they only did it once in the cave?

Xu Mu couldn't sleep well when he had something on his mind. He sat up and crossed his legs, looking like he wanted to talk to Lu Feng.

There's something that needs to be discussed, and it shouldn't affect their relationship.

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