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Wu Xie has a habit of ending up in situations that lead to trouble. This time the trouble leads him right to Special Investigations Department's Headquarters. What a way to meet his boyfriend's other partner, the one and only Chief Zhao Yunlan.

Dixin is ruled by the twin Warlords, the Envoy and the Enforcer, cold and ruthless and terrifyingly powerful. So powerful, in fact, that Haixin sees no better way to appease them than volunteering a hostage. The Warlords, however, do something no one expected them to: they take the hostage as their spouse.

Zhao Yunlan never expected his life to take such a turn, but he is nothing if not good at rolling with his punches.

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Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan and Chu Shuzhi the morning after the events of Zhao Yunlan rescues the SID from Pon Farr.

There is art! 😍 to be three by Naye

The Master of Nightmares tries a different tack with Chu Shuzhi.

Two years after Shen Wei’s death, Zhao Yunlan is still mourning his husband when SID receives an unusual request from the Iron Triangle.
In the desert, a tomb displayed traces of non-human cultures, leading the Iron Triangle to conclude: Ancient Tribes, but which one? Looking for someone who knew about that, this led them to a man who has lived under grief and hopelessness. In the profiles, the face that always haunts Yunlan’s thoughts is right in front of him, in a photograph. To see that face again and make sure that person, Wu Xie, has nothing to do with Shen Wei, he accepts the job as a pretext. But he isn't prepared to really face Wu Xie and everything he is.
He’s taken to the past, to the time he still ruled the mountains, where many things were not what he believed them to be, the dead were alive and the living told lies. When gods from other worlds intervened and changed a story he thought he knew.
Between looking for similarities and seeing differences, Yunlan inevitably falls for one thing unique to Wu Xie: his smile. And the familiar fire in his eyes.
Could the key to his broken heart also be the key to his true self and the whole mystery behind the tomb?

Zhao Yunlan opens his eyes with a gasp. He blinks rapidly as the dark covers his eyes. When the room finally seems to turn bright, Zhao Yunlan sees Shen Wei staring at him worriedly.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly remembers the weird dream with triple Shen Weis and confusing confessions.

"What—" the man muttered, before a surge of pain made him groan and fold in on himself.

"Let me take it," Shen Wei said gently, reaching for him. It was not so much a request as a courtesy; he didn't want to alarm the man. He didn't know what had happened here, but he could guess. Humans were predictable.

Certain people have highly distracting habits

When Zhao Yunlan and Guo Changcheng are pitched into the distant past, they find themselves captured by the Alliance and mixed up in a conflict they know almost nothing about. Tensions are high, resources are scarce, and an all-too-familiar enemy is targeting the newly-minted Hallows.

Zhao Yunlan's only chance of getting them home to their own time hinges on gaining Hei Pao Shi's trust. But with Shen Wei convinced that "Kunlun" is an enemy spy, he's going to have to earn it the hard way -- by risking his life behind enemy lines.

The first time Da Qing meets Zhao Yunlan, he's twelve years old.

"Oh, Shen Wei," the man said. "I promise you I'm real. Just - slightly out of time. Again."

Shen Wei blinked rapidly, but still didn't drop his dao. "Out of time, you say."

A wink and a smirk, with a familiar warmth behind it - Kunlun had teased him just like this. "What, you thought a time traveller could only travel once?"

Who else could she ask? Not Zhao Yunlan, who was part of the whole mess. Not the elders of any of the three tribes, when they were the ones who needed convincing the most. Not the Haixing minister, who had every interest in fostering good relations with the Yashou but no experience and no standing with them yet.

Once the initial clean-up is over and Dragon City’s authorities begin reasserting control, Chu Shuzhi isn’t surprised by Ye Huo bumping his shoulder as they leave the SID for the night and saying, “I’m not joining the SID.”

Zhao Yunlan gets an intriguing delivery and Shen Wei listens in.

Shen Wei receives a parcel from ten thousand years ago.

Zhu Hong backed away from the portal. It might not be Li Qian at all, but a lookalike. It might be a trap. She gathered red Snake power in her hands. “Tell me what happened to you.”

What if Shen Wei had been in Haixing when Team Ye Zun slandered Chu Shuzhi online?

The Envoy is back, he’s alive! Everything is better—brighter—as it should be. Regrets on Chu Shuzhi’s part would be an utter betrayal, unworthy. Chu Shuzhi knows the score. He was only ever first aid for Zhao Yunlan. Only a prop to keep him going. They’d never talked about what they were doing, and Zhao Yunlan’s heart had always been faithful. He’s worn the Envoy’s pendant twenty-four/seven.

Shen Wei reached across and gripped Zhao Yunlan’s shoulder to anchor him in the here-and-now. He shouldn’t try to stop the time travel. He couldn’t. But letting Zhao Yunlan go was a steep price, even for the integrity of all of history. Wherever you go, I’ll be with you, he thought, willing it so, though there were no guarantees. Who knew what the Hallows would do?