The Empress is a pam

Gritting my teeth, I sat up. Before I could even take in my surroundings, a man's face suddenly appeared in my vision.,That hand had distinct bones, long and beautiful, carrying the pampered air of jade, with a lustrous and fair complexion.,The man, watching the flush on her face deepen to purple, was filled with fear in his eyes. He finally withdrew his hand and coldly spat out a single word, "Leave!"。