
The Empress is a pam
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author: A Drunken Beauty of
Ignoring the wound on his head, he pushed himself up from the bed and tried to run. But just then, a hand suddenly appeared in his line of sight.,That hand had distinct bones, long and beautiful, carrying the pampered air of jade, with a lustrous and fair complexion.,His eyes were like daggers drawn, gleaming with a terrifying coldness. He stared intently, as if he was about to rip my head off the next second!。