My name is Mary.
Before coming to this sixteenth-century English dynasty, I never imagined that the moment I opened my eyes from the bed, I would actually be dressed as Mary Tudor.
The famous Bloody Mary.
My mother, the noble Spanish princess Catherine, the daughter of two kings, unfortunately fell in love with my cold-blooded and selfish father, Henry VIII, who had an extramarital affair. She was forced to divorce and died in depression.
My father deprived me of my title and declared me an illegitimate daughter. From then on, my status as a legitimate princess and heir was abolished by my biological father in the name of the church.
My mother and his five subsequent queens used their fresh lives to tell me the truth: Don't get close to men, and you will really become unfortunate.
He finally died. I decided to use all my power to carry out revenge, launched a coup, imprisoned the current monarch, and sat on the throne that should belong to me.
If my father doesn't want to give me the crown, then I will take it myself.
I raised my proud head, held up the crown that symbolized the supreme royal power, used the blood of my enemies to comfort my humiliating past, and forged my glorious scepter.
My name is Mary I, King of England and Ireland.
Note: The text is in the third person
The main thing is career, there is a auxiliary love line, and the husband in history is just a sideshow.
The Queen of Nine Days was not executed, and she and the heroine fell in love with each other and had a good relationship.
Purpose: No one can stop the Queen's revenge.