After Rebirth, the Empress Is Paranoid and Affectionate

I am born again. Back to the night when I got married to the empress. In the last life, she chopped me up with her own hands. In this life, I kneel down and beg to leave, I just want to survive. But she smiled, and the tip of the sword lifted my chin: "Yun Que, you are my person in life, and my ghost in death." I hate her. Avoid her. Want to escape. Until later, she stood in front of me covered in blood, smiling like a madman: "In this life, I will pay you back." But when she said, "I can live without my country, but I cannot live without you," the string in my heart that had been stretched for two lifetimes was still broken.