Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 226 - I thought he would share your bed (1)
Once Dansui respectfully led Bei Nuan to a new accommodation, Bei Nuan discovered that the tribe's treatment of her had leapt up by several orders of magnitude. Her new place was a recently built house. She no longer had to share a small, shabby cloth tent with poor insulation with a bunch of people.
The house had several rooms, and its own courtyard. It had a kitchen, a servants' quarter, and raised floors everywhere. Bei Nuan had the main room as her bedroom.
The scent of new wood hadn't faded yet. The floor was carefully waxed and had a shiny look.
There were pot after pot of blooming and very fragrant flowers of various colors on the table. Most importantly, there were oil lamps lit everywhere in the room, so she didn't have to go to sleep when the sun set like a bird.
This place was larger and more comfortable than Ji Han's home.
Not only that, the "Holy Monkey" also had a room that was next to hers. Not only did its room have a bed, it also had a table, chairs, fresh flowers on the table, and a large basket of fruit.
Great Sage left Bei Nuan without hesitation and buried itself in the pile of fruit.
Mango, dragon fruit, avocado, etc. Seeing the basket full of tropical fruits, Bei Nuan was quite envious.
Dansui was astute. Noticing Bei Nuan's gaze, she hastily said, "If the saint wants to eat fruit, I'll have people send more over."
When the fruits arrived, so did Bei Nuan's chosen attendant.
Lu Xingchi calmly came in with the train of people bearing plates of washed and cut fruit. He glanced at Bei Nuan and didn't say anything.
Dansui was a bit puzzled. She tried to endure it, but still ended up reminding him, "Aren't you going to salute Saint Jiade?"
Lu Xingchi narrowed his eyes and respectfully saluted.
It was the correct salute to greet the saint. Lu Xingchi was innately smart, and his salute was a model one without any flaws.
Bei Nuan quickly commanded Dansui, "Dansui, you can go out. I'll summon you if I need anything."
Dansui bowed and withdrew. Before leaving, she snuck a look at them.
There had been vague rumors that Saint Yawen would specially select handsome and young men to be her attendants to get her hands on them. How unexpected that this new saint, who looked so pure and young, would choose a man on her first day. He was such an outstandingly handsome man too.
Dansui left.
After Dansui and the others had left, Lu Xingchi finally let out a sigh and walked over. He held Bei Nuan's shoulder and carefully looked her over, and confirmed that she was unharmed.
"You've only been out of my sight for a few hours." His tone was helpless. If he didn't keep his eye on her, she could stir up so much trouble. In such a short time, she had actually become the tribe's saint.
Bei Nuan also knew that her troublemaking ability was first-rate. However, this time, there was a scapegoat, and she could heap the blame onto her.
Bei Nuan complained, "It's that Saint Yawen. She doesn't like me for some reason and made up an excuse to lock me up. She wanted to throw me into the Yanhe River. That's what caused all the later events to happen."
Bei Nuan omitted her accidental arson and truthfully told the rest of what happened.
Bei Nuan analyzed, "I think she was unhappy because she saw us together and you wouldn't go serve as her attendant."
Lu Xingchi thought it over. "Not necessarily. She might have done it because that chief Jia Han paid special attention to you. He talked to you and saluted you. And she was jealous after finding that out."
As it turned out, Lu Xingchi also thought there was something going on between Jia Han and Yawen. It would be weird if there was nothing going on between the chief and the saint.
Although Jia Han seemed like a decent person with strong self-restraint, Bei Nuan thought it was just an act. Why? Because Lu Xingchi was exceedingly outstanding and even more refreshing and cooler than him, and yet, Lu Xingchi had thoughts that made her embarrassed to eavesdrop on.
Thus, she knew that it wasn't reliable to judge a person by their face.
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The attendants had their own place to stay at night. It was right outside the saint's room, but Bei Nuan didn't want Lu Xingchi to leave.
Since Bei Nuan didn't drive him away, he didn't mention the issue and calmly remained in the room.
Dansui brought a few women over to attend to Bei Nuan, but Bei Nuan rejected their assistance.
Bei Nuan asked for water, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. She locked the door, took out some of the bedding, and made a bed for Lu Xingchi on the floor.
Lu Xingchi glanced at it. "You won't let me sleep on the bed?"
This attendant obviously didn't treat himself as an attendant.
Bei Nuan hastily gave up the bed. "How about you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor?"
Lu Xingchi smiled and sat down on the bedding that was on the floor.
Bei Nuan felt very safe with him around. She laid down on the soft, comfortable bed and opened the taskbar. She had thought getting the fire ability in a tribe that worshiped water would be dangerous, but it had turned out fine. The system wasn't trying to get her killed.
Bei Nuan had more confidence in the system. She was curious what the next reward would be from completing Little Delightful Tasks.
Bei Nuan mentally pulled the lottery wheel's handle.
The lottery wheel smoothly spun for a while before stopping on a new task.
The name of the newest task didn't match the style of the previous ones. It was called Utmost Sincerity. The first part of the task description sounded like a line from a poem. The late night's moonlight purifies the girl's tears, creating a unique medicine. Apply the medicine on your fingertips.
It was currently late at night. Bei Nuan got out of bed.
"Let's enjoy the moonlight." Bei Nuan opened the curtains and looked outside.
Lu Xingchi smiled. "Sure."
The moonlight was quite nice tonight. The big, bright moon was a readily-made prop for her task. She only had to open the curtains for the moonlight to spill onto the windowsill. That part of the condition was so easily met.
As for the girl part, she was here. She just needed to cry.
Lu Xingchi was by the bed. He was straightening the bedding that she had haphazardly placed on the floor.
It would be too embarrassing if he saw her crying for no reason, so she ran back to the bed, pulled back the blanket, and covered her head. Then, she took out a large patterned porcelain plate from her pocket space and placed it in front of her to catch her tears.
Too many things had happened tonight. She was too excited. It was hard to put herself in the mood to cry.
Bei Nuan worked hard to find things in her memory that would make her want to cry. So difficult.
Before she could squeeze out a tear, Lu Xingchi pulled the blanket off her head.
Startled, Bei Nuan almost jumped up. "Lu Xingchi, how could you just pull back a girl's blanket?!"
Lu Xingchi calmly answered, "It's not like you're undressed."
And then, he looked at Bei Nuan and the plate she had been hiding. "What are you secretly eating?"
Bei Nuan: "..."