Hating You Is Not Like Jiang Louyue

The year I was made queen by the mad emperor. Fu Jingxing dared to seek power and usurp the throne with only three hundred elite troops. He was covered in blood, but he only cared about my accidentally scratched fingertip. "Chu Tang, I promised you that I would protect you for the rest of my life, and I have never broken my promise." After that, he ignored the advice of his officials and respected me as his queen. Share the world with me. Until I found the little girl he had carefully hidden.