"Stop struggling, Master has long been dead, that was just Master's Soul Breath!"

Yang Tian said.

He wanted to help Wu Zetian up, but Wu Zetian slapped his hand away firmly: "Your Master is not dead, he's not far away, I just need to summon him back again!"

Saying that, Wu Zetian began to operate her Spiritual Breath again, trying to condense the Soul-Calling Banner.

But no matter how she tried, she couldn't condense the Soul-Calling Banner.

"Mistress, give up!"

Yang Tian said earnestly.

Then, he helped Wu Zetian up, and seeing her struggling continuously, Yang Tian simply embraced her.

A maiden's fragrance emanated from Wu Zetian.

It was intoxicating.

For some reason, in that moment, Yang Tian fell in love with Wu Zetian's fragrance.

He held Wu Zetian, his head gently resting on her jade-like shoulder, and softly said, "Mistress, don't worry, I'll take good care of you in the future."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't need your care!"

But Wu Zetian shouted.

She kept pushing Yang Tian away.

"Master told me to take good care of you!"

Yang Tian said seriously.

"You're not qualified! Only a man like the Emperor deserves me!"

Wu Zetian's voice carried a determination and coldness.

Hearing this, a wave of bitterness surged in Yang Tian's heart once again.

But this time, he lowered his head and kissed Wu Zetian's lips.

A longing arose in Yang Tian's heart.

He wanted Wu Zetian.

If it had been before, Yang Tian would have only had respect for Wu Zetian, because in his heart, Wu Zetian was always his Mistress.

But after Emperor Gaozong's Soul Breath planted the seed of love in him, Yang Tian began to feel love for Wu Zetian.

However, Wu Zetian's peerless face was stained with tears.

At this moment, she cried.

Tears flowed out continuously.

Looking at Wu Zetian's tear-streaked face in his embrace, Yang Tian felt a pang in his heart, but still tightly held Wu Zetian, softly saying, "Mistress, don't cry, you have me from now on..."

"I don't need you, you're unworthy!"

Wu Zetian cried out.

In that moment, a surge of bitterness rose in Yang Tian's heart again.

This bitterness made him very uncomfortable.

Immediately after, a flame of anger surged within him.

Suddenly, Yang Tian tightly embraced Wu Zetian, and kissed her lips once more.

He operated his Spiritual Breath, releasing his soul.

Woosh!

Yang Tian's soul ignited and swiftly flowed into Wu Zetian, merging with her soul.

This time, Yang Tian felt no guilt.

Previously, Yang Tian had already experienced a soul union with Wu Zetian, that time was to repel the Blood Demon.

But this time, it was purely for love.

Indeed, Emperor Gaozong had planted the seed of love within Yang Tian, causing him to fall for Wu Zetian.

Within the Soul Space.

Yang Tian could clearly see Wu Zetian's soul, so beautiful.

Her jet-black hair fell like a waterfall on either side, revealing a peerless face, with long eyelashes, big eyes, delicate jade nose, white teeth, and a graceful chin, all these features combined to form a portrait of unmatched beauty.

Yang Tian gently kissed her.

Smack!

Wu Zetian raised her palm and delivered a slap.

A stinging pain rushed to his face, and Yang Tian became even more rough: "Mistress, I told you, you belong only to me!"