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Chapter 1709 War has always been so cruel

Take off your boots, wash up, and go to bed.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning on the second day that he was awakened by the soft footsteps of the servants outside.

When I got out of bed, there was still sleepiness in my eyes.

I looked up and saw that the hands of the quartz clock had already pointed to ten.

Damn it, where is that woman? Why didn't you wake him up earlier?

The young marshal is ruthless and decisive in his actions, and his soldiers are held in his hands like iron rods.

When he walked in, no one dared to look up at him.

Even if this person's status was lower than theirs.

From the outsiders running errands to the young marshal with real power, everyone envied him for meeting Shen Chenghe, except himself.

Sitting in a custom-made comfortable and spacious chair, before he could do anything, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Le Rong winked and looked him up and down: "Hey, who was the beauty last night? She was so enchanted that our Marshal Xiao couldn't bear to get up?"

In front of him, Le Rong never knew what high status meant, and he was not very particular about his speech.

Brothers are brothers.

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"Come on! If you speak so unpleasantly, no wonder you are hated by others.

Le Rong touched his nose and did not dare to say any more.

It's really boring for you to be like this. No matter how good Miss Shen Er is, she will marry as a wife. No matter how bad Miss Shen is, she will be your wife for several years. Her whole heart is tied to you.

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"Get out.

Le Rong was fearless.

No matter what, Shen Chenghe saved him. He picked him up when he was about to starve to death.

"Miss Shen is so kind to you! I'm jealous. There are so many young talents for her to choose from, but she just likes you. For so many years, you have embarrassed her everywhere and never seen her complaining about you..." Like this Where can I find a wife?

The last half of the sentence hasn't been uttered yet,

"Whoosh!" With a sound, a fine Duan Inkstone flew past his head and landed on the blanket behind him.

Looking back, luckily the blanket is thick enough...

The door was closed in front of him, Le Rong's chirping disappeared, and the air became silent again.


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