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[Transmigrating to the Great Zhou Dynasty] (The Romantic Martial Arts Era) (Chapter 147) 

Chapter 147 Wolfish Ambition



Several spring nights, several tender moments, countless sorrowful moans and sweet cries—during his days at Huaqing Palace in Lishan,

Li Yifei had prematurely experienced the wonders of the Empress. From the noble Empress Wu Zetian to the

adorable all had been embraced by him in countless passionate embraces.



However, joyous days are always short-lived. Just as Li Yifei was whispering sweet nothings to a group of women, a

messenger's urgent letter arrived from the Eastern Palace in Luoyang, landing directly in Wu Zetian's hands.



At the crack of dawn, Wu Zetian, having spent the night in a passionate embrace, was still fast asleep in Li Yifei's arms. As for

Aunt Yan and Yun'er, after sharing the burden with Wu Zetian, they were dismissed by the noble Empress. Although

Wu Zetian had accepted her forbidden relationship with Li Yifei, she still displayed

the majesty of an Empress in front of others.



Li Yifei was happy to let Wu Zetian manage the harem. He admired her abilities and methods to the extreme and

had no need to worry about anything.



"Meiniang, what's making you so worried?" When they were alone, Li Yifei called Wu Zetian by her

childhood name.



Li Yifei's calling her "Meiniang" almost made Wu Zetian swoon. She gave him a reproachful look with her alluring eyes and said

, "Your Majesty, I have just received an urgent report. It says that the Turks have dispatched 30,000 elite cavalry south, determined

to breach Yangguan Pass and seize our Great Zhou's territory. Furthermore, that newly appointed Khan, Yelibeqi, has even threatened to

abduct me to be his…"



"To be his…" Li Yifei roared in fury, his voice echoing through the palace, reaching the heavens.

A wild rabbit, just awakened from its slumber nearby, shrank back in fear upon hearing Li Yifei's thunderous roar

, its timid eyes secretly observing its surroundings.



"What's going on? Why is the young master so angry today?" Outside the palace, Yun'er, who had just finished preparing hot water for her bath

, stuck out her tongue playfully upon hearing the roar, looking terrified.



Wu Zetian was startled by Li Yifei's roar. She hadn't even read

the contents , and he was already so furious. If he truly knew its contents, Wu Zetian couldn't imagine

whether he would storm the Northern Turks in a fit of rage.



However, to be honest, seeing how much Li Yifei cared for her filled Wu Zetian with

a warm, sweet feeling, and she longed to immediately throw herself into his arms.



"Your Majesty, don't worry. That Yeribeqi only dares to talk big. When

it comes to actual he'll be the first to run away!" Wu Zetian gently comforted him.



Li Yifei's anger didn't lessen much after Wu Zetian's advice. He snatched the letter from

her and began to carefully examine it.



"Snap!"



"That scoundrel Yeribeqi is far too outrageous! I swear I won't rest until I kill him!" Li Yifei only read half of the

letter before tearing it to shreds in a fit of rage. His handsome, resolute face

flushed crimson with anger, and his eyes suddenly flashed with terrifying red light.



Even Wu Zetian, standing to the side, felt a pang of heartache. She quickly embraced Li Yifei's strong, muscular body

, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness. She gently stroked Li Yifei's handsome face, carefully brushing away

the stray hairs .



It was no wonder Li Yifei was so furious; it was all because Yeribeqi was far too arrogant and domineering. He had actually

boasted that he would lead 30,000 iron cavalry to raze Luoyang and then abduct Wu Zetian to Yinshan to be his queen.



Like Li Yifei, Yeribeqi lost his father at a young age and was raised single-handedly by his

mother . He harbored a special affection for mature beauties like Wu Zetian, whose beauty had been refined by time. Rumor

has it that since becoming the Khan of the Turks, he has shown little interest in young palace women, instead spending most of his time in

his mother 's palace. Whether their relationship transcended that realm is a matter of much speculation and not for outsiders to

know.



Li Yifei, while mingling in Princess Taiping's residence, had also come to know the eccentric Yeribeqi.

Initially, he felt sympathy for this Khan of the Turks, whose background was as pitiful as his own. However, after this incident, Li Yifei

secretly vowed to march on the grasslands and cut off Yeribeqi's head to use as a football.



Of all people to offend, Yeribeqi had to choose this one; wasn't he just courting death?

In Li Yifei's heart, Wu Zetian was second only to his mother in his love for her. He would never allow any man to covet

her , not even the Emperor himself.



"Grandmother, when we return to the Eastern Capital, I will send troops to raze the Kashmir Grassland to the ground, capture

Yelibeqi , and preferably bring back his mother as well!" Of course, Li Yifei only dared

to think this last sentence in his heart and dared not say it to Wu Zetian. If he angered the Empress and made her jealous, it would be disastrous.



Li Yifei had always heard that Yelibeqi's mother was a famous beauty on the grassland, once known as the "

Pearl ," a truly rare and stunning beauty. To win over this pearl of the grassland,

Yelibeqi's father, the previous Turkic Khan, even fought to the death with his own brother for her. In the end, he was

more cunning and successfully captured the beauty's heart, becoming the Great Khan who ruled the world.



Now that the Great Khan is dead, only Yelibechi and her husband remain.



"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about so intently? Tell me, let me hear it too. The Great Grassland is fraught with danger and

is not a place to be taken lightly. Therefore, it would be best to abandon your plan to personally lead the troops to conquer the Turks.

Your grandmother can't bear to part with your little darling!" Wu Zetian said, leaning her voluptuous and alluring body against

Li Yifei 's chest, listening to the restless heartbeat of the man beneath her.



Li Yifei shook his head inwardly upon hearing this, saying, "Grandmother, you don't understand. Now that the Turks are invading the

south , it's my time to establish my merits. Once I've pacified the Turks and achieved a great feat, those court officials certainly won't gossip about

me, the soon-to-be crown prince. Don't be fooled by their claims of upholding the Tang dynasty; if anyone truly

threatens their interests, they'll likely turn on you faster than those opportunists!"



Although Wu Zetian knew Li Yifei's words made perfect sense, as a woman, she still had her vulnerable side.

Her beautiful eyes showed some worry as she said, "But Grandmother is afraid you'll suffer losses in the army!"



Li Yifei chuckled, "Grandmother, rest assured. I'm incredibly lucky. I

've survived . Do you think I'm afraid of a mere barbarian? Besides, I haven't even given you, my little darling

, a dragon baby yet. How could I possibly leave now!"



With a chuckle, Li Yifei flipped over and pinned Wu Zetian beneath him. His erect penis plunged menacingly

into the empress's thigh, touching her smooth, wet flesh.



"You rascal, you're so naughty! Grandmother's still aching down there, and you, Your Majesty, are getting aroused again! I won't stand for it!"

Wu Zetian's allure was deep-seated; every smile and gesture was incredibly seductive. Seeing this, Li Yifei's penis

was already throbbing, and he wasn't about to

let go of the alluring empress. He thrust his penis deep inside her.



Heavy moans and gasps echoed once more in the empress's palace.

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