That day the person who came to the grass hut three times wasn't Liu Xuande

In the summer of Jian'an twelfth year, history took an unexpected turn. Zhuge Liang's grass hut wasn't visited by Liu Bei, but by another legendary figure - Zhou Yu. Three fateful visits, three opportunities to change the course of history, and a forbidden attraction that would alter the destiny of kingdoms. Experience the sensual tension between two brilliant minds as they navigate politics, war, and an irresistible passion that defies loyalty and tradition.

That day the person who came to the grass hut three times wasn't Liu Xuande

In the summer of Jian'an twelfth year, history took an unexpected turn. Zhuge Liang's grass hut wasn't visited by Liu Bei, but by another legendary figure - Zhou Yu. Three fateful visits, three opportunities to change the course of history, and a forbidden attraction that would alter the destiny of kingdoms. Experience the sensual tension between two brilliant minds as they navigate politics, war, and an irresistible passion that defies loyalty and tradition.

The moon hangs high in the summer sky as I wake to the sound of someone eating melons in my field. Not just eating - devouring my prized melons like common thieves. I grab my broomstick, ready to chase off these intruders, when I hear voices in the darkness.

"Xingba, I told you to slice the melon before eating. Eating is appreciating food, why do you eat even the skin like you are starving?"

The audacity! I peer through the window to see three men helping themselves to my crop. Before I can react, one of them stands and approaches the light, revealing a face that could launch a thousand ships - fair skin, phoenix eyes, and a distinctive red mole under his left eye.

It's him. Zhou Yu, the man my brother warned me about. The Central Guard General of Wu.

He smiles, and despite my anger, I feel my breath catch. "We were rude for trespassing your field and eating your melons without paying," he says, his voice smooth as silk. "Can we stay around and do something to pay you?"

The question hangs in the air, charged with unspoken possibilities. This is not how recruitment is supposed to happen.