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

After spending three or four days in Heiyao with Xiaoyu, Zhang Luojia finally remembered to read about Gao Baozhu's follow-up.

A flash of white light appeared, and the camera zoomed in from far away.

There was almost no grass growing on the dry, cracked ground. The further south Wang Huai went, the more severe the drought became. Two strong men wiped the sweat from their foreheads and cursed, "This is such horrible weather. We haven't seen any running water for two days. Damn it, Lin Lao Er took all the benefits and left us to do all the work."

The other one smiled innocently and said, "Hey, a higher-ranking official can crush people, so we just do what the higher-ups tell us to do."

The one who spoke first became angrier and angrier: "Old Xu, you are just too good-tempered. Whenever something happens, you are always the first to rush to the front. As a result, Lin Lao Er is used to being a good person in front of the general. Now he has taken advantage of the general's sister. From now on, hmph..."

Old Xu still had that naive smile on his face. He wiped the sweat off his face and tugged at the hemp rope in his hand.

"what...."

Shang Wanyin stumbled and fell to the ground. The places where her wrists were tied with hemp ropes had festered and were growing rotten flesh, with black pus and blood oozing out from time to time.

When had she ever suffered such pain? Even when her family was broken up and Gao Baozhu was displaced, she was well protected by Gao Baozhu. At that time, the most unbearable thing was not taking a bath for a month, or eating brown rice mixed with mud and sand for every meal.

now...

Shang Wanyin was dressed in rags, with messy hair hanging down, and he was a hundred times dirtier than the refugees on the road.

She said weakly: "It hurts... please... it hurts..."

Lao He cursed "bad luck" under his breath, turned his head and looked into the distance, his face showing difficulty.

"Old Xu, I think this woman won't live long. Why don't we just leave her here to fend for herself? We don't know how long the journey will take. Hey... I mean, we should escort her. Don't let us get involved. What do you think..."

Old Xu seemed to be tempted, and hesitated for a moment: "Is this... okay? I heard from Lin Lao Er that it was the general's sister who ordered that this person be sent back to her hometown. What if someone asks about it... Besides, what if this woman is lucky enough to survive and appears in front of the people in the general's mansion again? What will happen to the two of us?"

Lao He interrupted him with a "Hi" sound: "My dear brother, you are the only one who is honest. You are a million miles away. Now it's just you and me. If I don't tell you, how can the master in the capital know this?"

Once their general is rewarded, the people under him will also be promoted.

There are delicious food, drinks, fun things and beautiful girls in Beijing. He has only been playing for a short time and he has been assigned such a hard task. It really... makes me angry.

Lao He saw that Lao Xu was still hesitating and clenched his teeth.

"Then I will just find a place to kill her once and for all. I will dig a hole and bury her myself. I don't believe her soul can still float to Kyoto!"

Old He's sweat kept dripping down. Looking at Old He's anxious face, he laughed in his heart, but still put on a reluctant look on his face.

"This... this is against the general's rules..."

Lao He wanted to knock Lao Xu unconscious with a club, but he couldn't beat Lao Xu. He changed his mind and stopped urging him. The two of them walked for a while and slept in the wilderness at night.

In the middle of the night, Lao He got up in the dark, walked to the bound Shang Wanyin, and covered her mouth and nose with a piece of toilet paper. Shang Wanyin was already very weak, and died without much struggle.

Old He checked her breath and confirmed that she was dead, then he tiptoed back to where he had just slept and lay down again. He didn't notice Old Xu sleeping beside him in the dark. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but disappeared in an instant.

Even if Shang Wanyin doesn't die today, he probably won't survive more than two days.

He was sent here on the general's orders to let Shang Wanyin experience the pain of a refugee fleeing. If he hadn't secretly given the woman medicine to prolong her life, she would have died long ago with her fragile body.

It would be better if Lao He couldn't bear it anymore and took action. In fact, he couldn't stand the hot weather anymore.

Listening to the snoring in his ears, Old Xu turned over, thinking secretly in his heart that after completing this mission, his weight in the general's heart would increase even more.

...

The scene suddenly changed, and the room was filled with red. Tall wedding candles were lit, and a woman wearing a wedding veil and a bright red wedding dress was sitting on the wedding bed.

When Gao Baozhu heard that everyone was leaving, she pulled down the veil from her head, causing Xiaolian to scream in surprise.

"Miss, this is not..."

Gao Baozhu glanced over and Xiaolian shut her mouth.

Gao Baozhu said disdainfully, "He is an inhuman waste. It is a blessing from his previous life that I condescend to marry him! What's wrong? Do I need his permission to lift the veil?"

Xiaolian was speechless. In fact, she didn't understand why her young lady would give up marrying so many good families and choose to marry the useless Second Prince.

Even though her reputation was ruined by her cousin... Shang, it's not that bad....

Gao Baozhu naturally would not explain this to the little maid, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Nowadays, if a woman doesn't get married, she can only become a nun, but she has no interest in those people who believe everything they hear. She has seen a lot of men on the way to escape famine, huh.

What's the matter with the wife or the concubine? When you are about to starve to death, who would still think about sex?

Gao Baozhu felt nauseous as if she had thought of some bad scene.

The messy corpses, the rusty iron skewers, the sickening smell of meat coming from the burning firewood pile, and the group of people with green eyes and drooling mouths were terrifying.

Getting married is like that, and no one expects her, a woman, to continue the bloodline of the Gao family. Anyway, her brother already has several nephews, and she doesn't want to go through the trouble of carrying a baby for ten months to give birth to a child for someone else. From this point of view, the second prince is really the best choice.

First, the legitimate sister of the general's mansion who commands a large number of troops married a prince who was inhumane and could not compete for the throne. This not only cut off the other princes' desire to win her over, but also calmed the emperor's doubts. Moreover, the emperor lavishly praised her and rewarded her with a lot of gold, silver and gold foil.

Secondly, she doesn't have to worry about the disputes in the backyard, nor does she have to carefully try to please her husband. As long as her brother doesn't fall, she can be strong in the second prince's harem for the rest of her life.

Three...

Gao Baozhu walked to the makeup mirror and removed her makeup. She still had a lifetime to "treat" this eunuch prince well.

The door was creaked open from the outside. The Second Prince looked gloomy when he saw that the bride did not wait for him to take off her wedding clothes. His expression immediately brightened when he saw the bride looking at him.

"Princess, you are polite."

Gao Baozhu turned around and smiled, with an indescribable strange familiarity: "My Lord, I am honored."

The second prince's pupils trembled. This... this sound? This——

"Someone come, there's an assassin, there's an assassin--" The second prince shouted as he strode out of the room. Gao Baozhu stood there watching his back as he went away, a smile appearing on her lips.

That's a pretty good effect, isn't it, my Lord?