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“We have you down as one person in a single room, Mr Zhao,” she said. “The room isn’t ready for two, but we have other rooms — your business partner could get one of those.”

“Ah, uh.” Zhao Yunlan smiled and made a show of glancing meaningfully at Shen Wei. “We’ll be fine with just the one.”

Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei are investigating a hotel after some suspicious deaths. Obviously, that means they have to stay in the same room. For safety, of course.

A rather urgent need comes to a head after Shen Wei's rescue from the pillar.

During his first visit to Dixing searching for the Dijun book, Zhao Yunlan ends up with more than he bargained for. Shen Wei hadn't bargained with it either, if for very different reasons.

[Accidental Marriage AU]

Zhao Yunlan gets a rather delicate assignment that leads him to broaden his group of friends. Shen Wei is smitten. Chu Shuzhi is done TM.

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Fill for 'Short and Sweet' prompt in Guardian Bingo

When chasing a suspect brings an unexpected surprise concerning the Envoy, Zhao Yunlan isn't quite sure how to handle the situation.

In the towering neon-lit half-underground metropolis of Dragon City, a cryptic homicide case brings together Dixing Register Department field agent Shen Wei and an unusual detective by the name of Kunlun, who may not be what he seems.

"Stars aligned in a perfect sky" is a beautiful work currently being posted by Hyde_DualDomination here on AO3, the only fanfiction I know in years and in all fandoms I’m part of, that values Hindu Culture and Myths to its worldbuilding.
I don't know how to make art, but I had to do something. And here's it! I hope you enjoy!

Edit: If you reach the ending of Chapter 3 in Hyde's fic, there's a visual guide with some notes in Chapter 2 HERE, to help to understand the hints of Hindu Culture during the "dreams".

What was the measure of a leader? Was it the ability to make difficult decisions and from those decisions take action? Or was it the sacrifices they were willing to make?

“My name is Zhang Shi,” said the stranger inside Shen Xi’s husband. “Don’t be scared.”

“Ha!” Was she scared? Without taking her eyes off him, she tested the knot of feelings behind her sternum: fear, fury, an ache welling up beneath, which she didn’t have time to identify. “I’m not scared,” she lied. “Are you going to answer the rest of my questions?”

Zhao Yunlan and Ye Zun once again face off in the Dixing palace. The stakes could not be higher.

“Changcheng, this is the second time your weapon’s failed. It’s dangerous. You need to ask Lin Jing to fix it.”

Shen Wei blinks and finds himself back in his apartment. The world does not stop waving this time. He does not have time to even process anything before his knees are on the floor. He fumbles, using his hands to hold himself up, it is no use. Foolish. He should have considered that traveling through dimensions in this condition of his may not be the best idea.