Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Parents in other families don't like Yatou Jiazi very much, but their family is different. Gao's father and mother really love these two children. In this village, Gao Baozhu is the only girl with a serious name.

Next to them are big ya, er ya, small flowers and grass.

If there was only one piece of sweet potato, the parents would divide it equally between the two children, and they would dig the roots and chew the bark. It was because he gave almost all the food he could eat to his two children that his body collapsed early and he died in his thirties.

But now, even her only brother is leaving her.

Gao Baozhu tugged on his sleeve and cried: "Brother... wuwu... my parents have left, please don't let me go..."

What can Gao Zhenjiang say? He pulled his little sister into his arms and the two cried together.

"Brother will come to find you, Baozhu, just wait for me."

Gao Zhenjiang followed the government officials who came to recruit soldiers from the imperial court. Gao Baozhu got the merchant's permission to go to see him off at the entrance of the village. He was persuaded to retreat by the ill-intentioned eyes of the government officials and soldiers. Gao Zhenjiang said with a cold face: "Go back quickly, go back!"

At this time, Gao Zhenjiang was only fourteen years old.

At this time, Gao Baozhu had the worst feeling. It might be the last time in her life that she and her brother would meet.

At first, Gao Zhenjiang would send a letter for a year and a half to say he was safe, but then he gradually disappeared from the news.

During the war years, soldiers died in the flames of war every moment. Gao Baozhu felt sad, thinking that his brother Gao Zhenjiang had died in a certain war.

She carefully tried her best to stay alive, but the good times did not last long. The rebels soon attacked, and their place was no longer safe.

When there is a war, there will be bandits, and there are not a few people who rob homes and homes. Businessmen are targeted just because their families have a small fortune.

When the disaster struck, the merchant's mistress asked Gao Baozhu to hide in the dark room under the bed with Miss Shang.

The mistress grabbed her arms fiercely, with a look of despair on her face: "Baozhu, you are a good child, you must take good care of the lady, you know? Your life is given by my family, you must know what gratitude is." Pay it forward!"

Gao Baozhu answered yes repeatedly in fear, and she was also very frightened.

The mistress glanced at Miss Shang reluctantly, closed the partition of the darkroom, and walked out.

The fire lasted the whole night, and Gao Baozhu's piercing cries for mercy and the gangster's proud smile were always remembered in Gao Baozhu's heart.

Miss Shang tried to rush out several times, but was stopped by Gao Baozhu. Miss Shang bit her on the shoulder with strong hatred in her eyes.

Afterwards, Miss Shang became seriously ill. Gao Baozhu endured his fear and hastily collected the body for the family at night. He also collected the remaining belongings and dry food in the family and took Miss Shang to escape the war.

After experiencing the tragic death of her family, Miss Shang's personality changed drastically. She was either looking for life or living in a daze. Gao Baozhu had to take care of her along the way, and also had to avoid people with ulterior motives to avoid being bullied, so he had to become tough and aggressive.

Who would have thought that the previously delicate and shy little girl could grow into a vicious villain so quickly?

There was a stick in his hand at all times. Some saw the two little girls looking like malicious men who were easy to bully and wanted to step forward to test them, but they were frightened back by Gao Baozhu's desperate fighting style.

Gao Baozhu firmly remembered Mrs. Shang's instructions before she died and took good care of Miss Shang.

In her opinion, Mrs. Shang was right. First, she bought her into the Shang Mansion so that she could have a full meal. Second, she hid herself and the young lady in the dark room, otherwise she would have died long ago.

Even if Mrs. Shang had other motives, Gao Baozhu would be grateful.

Therefore, no matter how chaotic and difficult the world was, Gao Baozhu did not make Miss Shang hungry even one centimeter.

The warmest clothes and the food that I fought with the beggars to beg for were all given to Miss Shang. In the past few years, because of Gao Baozhu's meticulous care for Miss Shang, Miss Shang still regarded Gao Baozhu as her personal maid from the bottom of her heart.

"Orb, I'm thirsty."

"Baozhu, I'm hungry."

"Baozhu, my shoes are dirty again."

Gao Baozhu took care of everything without any complaints.

After wandering around for several years, Gao Baozhu finally heard the news that the new emperor of Taiping had ascended the throne. While Gao Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief, he also heard good news.

And there is great news. There is a famous person next to the new emperor named Gao Zhenjiang.

Gao Baozhu and Miss Shang were both overjoyed.

If this person is really her brother...

Gao Baozhu was happy that her brother not only survived, but also became successful. What Ms. Shang is happy about is that she no longer has to live such a horrible life and can finally enjoy happiness.

It's just... Miss Shang thought of something, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

It's just that she has become accustomed to being Gao Baozhu's master, accustomed to her taking care of her, and accustomed to being superior in front of Baozhu. If Baozhu is really the general's sister, then her status is much nobler than mine.

How will she treat herself then? Spend some money to kill yourself? Or take him into the general's mansion and get along with him? How embarrassing is her identity?

Miss Shang smiled and said nothing.

On the way to Beijing, Miss Shang was much nicer to Gao Baozhu, and she always asked them about their childhood.

In fact, Gao Baozhu also forgot about it. After all, it was too long ago and she was only seven years old at the time, but she still told everything she remembered with great interest.

She really wanted to find someone to tell all this, her joy, her excitement, her brother was still alive!

One spoke with great interest, and the other listened with gusto.

After finally arriving in the capital, I spent a lot of effort to find out about the General's Mansion. When I was going to come and wait the next day, Miss Shang disappeared, and with her, her bone comb.

That was her belief that she had been close to her since she was a child and would never lose it no matter what. Her brother made it for her with his own hands!

The thoughts in Gao Baozhu's heart were about to come out, but he suppressed them severely.

Miss Shang is not that kind of person. The two of them have been dependent on each other for so many years, and Mrs. Shang has been very kind to me. How can I speculate on Miss Shang like this?

But if it wasn't what she thought, how could she be worthy of Miss Shang, and how could she be worthy of Mrs. Shang who died early.

Gao Baozhu was distracted. The top priority was to find Miss Shang and ask her if anything happened. Because she had doubts in her heart, she did not search blindly, but searched near the general's mansion. As a result, the next afternoon she saw a frail Miss Shang holding a bone comb, stopping Gao Zhenjiang on the street as he was riding back to his mansion.

Gao Baozhu stared blankly at the tall, majestic man, and quickly found the look in his memory from his brows and eyes.

"elder brother."

"elder brother--"

Gao Zhenjiang was stunned and first saw Miss Shang holding a bone comb.

Gao Baozhu was also stunned. The last hope in her heart was finally shattered by Miss Shang.

Miss Shang was a little panicked when she saw Gao Baozhu, and rushed to answer: "Brother, it's me, I am..."

Gao Zhenjiang got off his horse and rushed to Miss Shang, his eyes wandering between the bone comb and her face: "Baozhu... is that you, Baozhu..."

Miss Shang nodded vigorously, and just when she was about to answer "Yes, it's me," a cold voice came from beside her.

"It's me, brother, I'm Gao Baozhu."