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444 pages, Paperback
First published August 29, 2023
“Zhu Hong patted her lap—what would have been a human woman’s thigh. “That would take at least two or three years, and I’m like this once a month. How exactly would I explain being absent so often?”
Without hesitation or batting an eye, Zhao Yunlan said, “You’d tell them it was menstrual cramps, dumbass.”
She absorbed this in brief silence, then said, “You’re always destroying my romanticized fantasy of you, boss.”
“You’re the one who has the nerve to fantasize about your boss.” Zhao Yunlan lightly pushed down on her head. “Are you trying to lose your bonus?”
Guo Changcheng ‘intern’
Zhao Yunlan 🚬 ‘guardian’
Wang Zheng 👻 ‘HR woman’
Lao-Wu 👻 ‘security guard’
Daqing🐈⬛
Shen Wei 👓 ‘professor’
Zhu Hong 🐍
Lin Jing📿 ‘fake monk’
Chu Shuzhi ‘mysterious agent’
Reading Updates:
OMG I NEED ANSWERS ASAP
I’m starting the second arc soon but please if you have read this book, tell me: is Shen Wei ‘The Soul Executing Emissary’?! I have a feeling it’s him?!!!!! Yay or nay?
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I watched a few episodes of the drama but decided to stop spoiling it for myself and read the book, because they changed a few themes I was interested in originally!
“Some people believe reincarnation is an endless cycle of killing, the old replaced by the new. What’s lost will be lost forever, and what has passed will never return. With a turn of the clock, one can look back, but not go back. With a turn of the reincarnation cycle, though, even if one tried to look back, they wouldn’t know which way to look.”






In the dim hallway, his shadow streched out, long against the floor, looking lonely and dejected. The eyes that had so determinedly avoided Zhao Yunlan were now fixed on his back.
There was a dark distance in that intense gaze. His expression held both a sort of restrained yearning and an affection that was almost palpable... but at the same time, there was deep, crushing pain.
Out of knowhere, Guo Changcheng got the feeling that the man had been standing there for thousands and thousands of years.

[...] he took hold of Shen-laoshi's right hand and drew an invisible calming charm on the back of it with his forefinger. That done, he grinned smugly and planted a light kiss in the same spot. Having allowed himself this indulgance, he said gleefully, "Good night, sleeping beauty. When I'm done with the case, I'll ask you out properly."
Exasperated, Shen Wei said, "Take off your jacket when you lie down. Aren't you uncomfortable?"
"I'm afraid you'll think I'm a pervert if I take this off." [...]
Shen Wei's expression darkened. "Enough nonsense. Hurry up."

Zhao Yunlan peeled off his jacket and pants with no further hesitation, leaving him lounging casually in front of Shen Wei in pajamas that revealed most of his chest and chiseled abs. Shen Wei's face changed color as if it had been boiled.
Unbashed, Zhao Yunlan said, "You're the one who told me to strip."
Shen Wei looked away immediately.

"Give me your cup and I'll go get - Zhao Yunlan, where are your socks?!"
Zhao Yunlan had taken off his shoes, revealing bare feet that were blue with cold. "I just stepped out for a minute to get medication," he said matter-of-factly. "Wearing socks would mean I'd have to wash them."
Any further explanation was cut off when Shen Wei bent down and grabbed hold of Zhao Yunlan's feet. Shen Wei's hands were always cold, but they were warm in comparison. Shocked, Zhao Yunlan instictively tried to pull his feet back, but Shen Wei's grip was too firm. Strong fingers began massaging his pressure points.

I can't pass out here. Hand sticky with blood, he made a decisive grab for the knife sheated to his calf, then aimed the knife for his own palm.
As the blade descended, an icy hand grabbed it by the hilt. Someone's arms closed around him from behind, dragging him into an embrace. Through the reek of blood, he smelled something... familliar. It was light, chilly fragrance that came from the end of the Huangquan.
The Soul-Executing Emissary...?
The knife in Zhao Yunlan's hand clattered to the ground. He relaxed, passing out completely.

The Emissary wiped the blood from the corner of Zhao Yunlan's mouth almost tenderly. His finngertips lingered barely perceptibly where they grazed Zhao Yunlan's lips. The air was charged with an indescribable tension, as if the Emissary would lean down and kiss him at any moment.

Zhao Yunlan tilted his head back indulgently. Shen Wei could tear whatever he wanted; meanwhile, Zhao Yunlan's hand was traveling lower. He slid it down Shen Wei's pants and started to explore underneath. But before he managed to start touching in earnest, he found himself picked up by the waist. He was totally unprepared for his feet to leave the floor entirely or to be spun around in midair... or to fall backward as Shen Wei slammed him into the bed.
The bed creaked in protest at this treatment. Fortunately, the hotel's pillows and bedding were thick enough that the impact didn't hurt, but Zhao Yunlan yelped, hald in earnest. He dabbed at the blood on his lips and gave a faint laugh. "Babe, you're a little wild."


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4 'Secrets revealed' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐
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