The Beautiful Zhou Lang, Come Play Together!

Beautiful Zhou Yu pulled aside his clothes for a look. A patch of bruising had been pinched onto his snow-white, smooth shoulder. He rolled his almond-shaped eyes at the reckless Sun Ce. Perhaps because his looks were even more beautiful than a woman's, that single glance was filled with endless allure.

Pulling his clothes back into place, Zhou Yu continued, "When the time comes, we can have those river bandits and water pirates stir up some trouble in the south. Then, Bofu, you can ask Lord Yuan to let you lead troops to suppress the unrest."

"This... Will Lord Yuan agree?" Sun Ce was rather reckless, but that did not mean he was stupid. He had also noticed that Yuan Shu was somewhat wary of him.

As for Yuan Shu, Sun Ce truly admired him. Yuan Shu clearly knew that the Imperial Seal was in Sun Ce's hands, yet because he had once said he would protect the Sun family, he had restrained his desires and absolutely refused to seize it. If Sun Ce were in his place, he did not even know whether he could resist such temptation.

After all, Yuan Shu was one of the most powerful warlords in the realm. In the future, he might not be without a chance of ascending to the throne. Back then, his father, Sun Jian, had been merely a Prefect of Changsha, with fewer than ten thousand troops and only a handful of generals. After obtaining the Imperial Seal, he had still preferred to fall out with Yuan Shao rather than hide it away. He had even clashed with his superior, Liu Biao, and died after being struck by an arrow. Even so, he had passed the Imperial Seal on to his son, refusing to give it away even at the