He Said It Would Last for Ten Years, but I Said Get Out of Here.

Ten years ago, 317 members of the Jiang family were bloodied in Caishikou, but Jiang Yun was the only one who survived. Not because she was innocent, but because the emperor needed a justifiable reason to consolidate the military power in the hands of the Jiang family. And she needs to live, to walk into the imperial city alive, to become his queen alive, and to send those who framed the Jiang family to hell one by one. She did it. The Minister of the Ministry of Finance was greedy for money to provide disaster relief, and he was beheaded after the fall. The Minister of Rites bought and sold official positions, and ransacked all the houses. A doctor in the Ministry of War collaborated with the enemy and treason, and was executed in Lingchi. After every name, there is a way to die. She spent ten years setting up the game, watching the pieces on the chessboard settle down one by one, and in the end only the biggest one remained—— Emperor. But she didn't miss that one. It's not that I can't, it's that I can't bear it. Because in these ten years, she did the last thing she should do: she moved her heart. That man had poisoned her breakfast, had spies outside her palace walls, and married her archrival when she trusted him the most. But it was also the man who personally stayed by her bedside for three days when she was in the cold, and who personally wrote a copybook on her birthday that read "Hold my hand and grow old together with you", making her think that she was loved when she was most desperate. She avenged her revenge ten years ago. She still doesn't understand the love she has had for ten years. The moment the door of the cold palace closed, she finally understood - she won the game, but she also lost. She lost to her heart that shouldn't beat, and to the emperor whom she had hated and loved for ten years. And the story has just begun.