Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Jade feet should be thoroughly played with!

Su Ming sighed with enjoyment, "It has to be white silk ice cream, that's the ultimate indulgence."

Linglan remained silent, her face slightly flushed, as she quietly enjoyed the massage.

Now that Sister Sandonne is asleep, the rest of the time is hers, no objections, right?

Well, Miss Sandoni didn't say anything, so that means it's permission!

Chapter 126 He blew it all out!

The melodious piano music pulled Su Ming back to reality. A lot had indeed happened last night, but judging from Sandone's appearance, he didn't remember anything at all.

Is red wine really that potent?

I don't know where I got the lily of the valley. I'll soak some white silk in it and enchant the red wine, then I'll give Wendy a sip and make him faint.

"Well? I'll take this Mora," Wendy said with a smile, stuffing the Mora into her pocket. The Windflower Festival was really great, thanks to Barbatos, the god of wind.

Ah, so he is Barbatos himself. Well, it's alright then, he deserves it.

Who can resist a bottle of dandelion wine? He's decided, he's going to vote for dandelion this year!

"It sounds pretty good."

Sandonne nodded, acknowledging the high quality of the wind god's lyre playing, but he felt a little embarrassed that he still had the god's heart in his pocket.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if this got discovered? In that case, we'd just have to pass the blame to the great Ms. Rosalyn.

"How about we get a record player for your workshop later?" Su Ming said with a smile, so that the mechanical workshop wouldn't be so lifeless.

Sandonne thought for a few seconds and realized it was a good idea, but she didn't have any favorite pieces of music, and even if they were put on the table, there weren't any pieces she particularly wanted to listen to.

"Would you like to sing one of your songs? I like to listen to it occasionally."

Sandonne smiled slightly as she looked at Su Ming, but the light in her eyes clearly said: If you dare to refuse me, I'm dead tonight!

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. This wasn't asking him anything difficult; what songs could he possibly sing? Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf?

He's hardly ever sung since he was a child. Even when he sang in school choirs, he was the type who would just open his mouth but not make a sound. Who knows how he would actually sing?

"Hmm... I'm starting to look forward to it too."

Linglan originally wanted to speak up for Su Ming, but when she heard the singing, she couldn't help but become interested. Who could resist the hermit's singing?

This isn't just a dark history; it means we can kill Su Mingge's gang anytime, anywhere from now on. What a perfect plan!

Lily of the Valley and Sandone's starting points are completely different, so it's true that being a tsundere is really innocent, and you should look for a tsundere as your wife.

The arrogant attitude hasn't left the environment yet!

"As long as you don't mind, I'll sing my heart out for three days and three nights when I get back to Zhidong. I'll hold a Hermit Concert for you guys to enjoy."

Su Ming made some grand pronouncements, since they were impossible to achieve anyway, so he just kept bragging.

Sandoni's lips twitched slightly. It wouldn't be that bad. If it really happened, she definitely wouldn't go. That would be too embarrassing.

Lily of the Valley's reaction was more direct: "6".

When it comes to shamelessness, the Hermit Master is the only one who can pull it off; no one else could.

“There’s still a lot to do at the Wind and Flower Festival, don’t just stand here,” Su Ming grabbed one of the two women with each hand and led them forward along the street. It was really strange, what was the point of watching the bards for so long? Was the Wind and Flower Festival just for watching this?

Of course, it's used to look at white stockings!

On such a joyous occasion, young girls, lolis, and mature women will naturally wear elegant white stockings. It's worth braving the high temperature to appreciate this beauty.

This has absolutely nothing to do with being perverted; it's simply about appreciating the beautiful white scenery. White represents his longing and attachment to winter, and it also symbolizes his determination to serve the Queen!

Therefore, Su Ming is going to give Bai Si a good thrashing today, and see who can stop him!

Any white silk will be brought to justice by the hermit! They'll all be flaunted in his mouth!

But thinking about it carefully, I've tasted quite a few white silk coats recently, but when it comes to perfection, it has to be Sandoni and Lily of the Valley. My own cultivated white silk coat hangers are just reliable.

Su Ming felt that his tastes had become more discerning lately, all because of Linglan and Sandone's spoiling. He used to be able to flaunt any white stockings, but now he had to make comparisons.

If he can't even compare to the little nuns, then there's no need to show off. After all, waiters can show off without any burden every day, but others should restrain themselves. He's not that kind of pervert; he definitely wouldn't do something like that.

What? They say it was done a long time ago? No, no, no, that definitely wasn't Su Ming. He must have seen it wrong. Anyway, there's no recorder, so how can we take something seriously without evidence?

"It's been a long time, everyone," Barbara said with a smile and waved when she saw Lily of the Valley. Nuns always appreciate each other, provided that Barbara didn't recognize Lily of the Valley as the ruthless bandit who had recently been wearing white stockings.

Qin, standing to the side, had a slightly complicated expression, but she still didn't reveal the truth. She was worried that if she did, her younger sister would pull out an AK with a big smile and give everyone present a good bang.

There's no need to make the Flower Festival so exciting. Some things are better left unsaid. Miss Lily of the Valley seems quite normal. Maybe what she saw before was just an illusion.

Well... let's just leave it at that, Qin quickly compromised.

If we were to reveal their true identities, they might engage in perverted behavior on the spot, so it's better to remain silent.

"It's been a long time, Miss Barbara. Happy Flower Festival," Lily of the Valley said with a serene smile, exactly the same as when she first arrived in Mondstadt, leaving no room for doubt.

"She is truly a genius."

Standing behind, Sandonne whispered to Su Ming, "A genius of acting."

Su Ming shrugged. "Indeed, Linglan learns everything very quickly," but sometimes even he couldn't tell whether Linglan was acting or expressing her true emotions.

But Lily of the Valley has always been his most authentic self by his side, and there is no doubt about that.

Sandoni smiled noncommittally. She wasn't very good at hiding her emotions; she usually wore her emotions on her sleeve.

It's always easy to guess what's going on in someone's proud and aloof mind, so getting along with them isn't too difficult, and most importantly, they're easy to appease.

Lily of the Valley and Barbara chatted very congenially and soon said goodbye with smiles.

“Miss Barbara is a very competent nun,” Lily said with a sigh, feeling that she saw her own reflection in Barbara, being a nun herself.

"Indeed, the nun's white silk stockings feel very smooth to the touch."

Chapter 127: Offering white silk will grant you the blessing of the God of White Silk.

As dusk approached, Su Ming and his companions strolled around Mondstadt for a while before finally returning to the main venue of the Windflower Festival to vote on this year's Windflower.

"Your balloon-shooting skills are quite good," Sandonne said, offering a rare direct compliment while holding the rabbit doll in his arms.

Lily of the Valley is wearing a hat woven from fresh flowers, which is also a prize for the game.

Su Ming is quite balanced in terms of impartiality, and both Sandoni and Suzuran are happy. He believes that doing both things well is the key to healthy development.

The main point was to make everyone happy, but Su Ming almost collapsed from exhaustion. He participated in almost all the mini-games, and he really gave it his all to win a few prizes. He was practically ready to use the system to cheat.

Fortunately, the result was perfect. Sandoni and Lily of the Valley both got the prizes they wanted. As long as these two are in a good mood, getting the white stockings that night will be a piece of cake.

For the sake of a better nightlife, Su Ming was willing to endure a little fatigue during the day, because he loved white stockings so much.

Working diligently during the day and continuing to work diligently at night—that's the busy yet fulfilling daily life of an executive.

Unlike Rosalind, who does nothing but slack off all day long and does nothing but gossip about others, he's bound to report them to the Queen sooner or later. His twelfth seat should be moved up a bit.

Ms. Cricket should step back a bit; these days it's all about young people. If we're really looking for efficiency, then it has to be the Hermit!

The famous military strategist MacArthur once said that as long as a god is covered with white silk, even if he is thousands of miles away, the hermit can take the white silk within a day and steal the god's heart. Even if the Rock King Emperor is covered with the thickest shield, it will be useless and the white silk can only be taken away by the hermit's skillful technique.

Even Fu Xuan, the fortune teller next door, trembled upon hearing the name of the hermit and took off his white silk stockings, never daring to go out wearing them again.

This is the God of White Silk, the Hermit!

"Have you decided which flower to vote for?" Sandonne stood in front of the Wind Flower voting platform, suffering from indecisiveness again. She felt that every flower had a good meaning and fit the symbolism of the Wind Flower. In the end, why should she, a Winterborn, have to come here to vote for Mondstadt's Wind Flower?

"I choose Cecilia flower~"

Lily of the Valley didn't hesitate at all, as if she had already decided who would vote for her, and cast her vote with a smile.

"Why did you vote for this?" Sandone's face was full of surprise, as if she could say, "How can you not be conflicted about this?" If it were her, she would have thought about it for at least three days and three nights.

"Hmm... if I had to say, it's very beautiful, I like it."

Lily of the Valley replied with a smile, "Besides, the voting for Wind Flower is a free process, and any reason is acceptable."

Su Ming nodded. That made sense. The choice of the Wind Flower was arbitrary. Even if the reason was simply that it looked pleasing to the eye, it was perfectly acceptable.

"Hmm...then I'll choose dandelion."

Sandonne seemed to understand the true symbolism of the wind flower, and thus faced his true self, choosing the freedom he truly recognized.

Let her travel through the snow-covered landscape to see Mondstadt swept by the gentle breeze, so that even though they are thousands of miles apart, she can still feel that longing and freedom.

Dandelions are indeed beautiful flowers. If I could... I really want to transform into scattered dandelions and fly to more distant, unseen worlds.

Sandoni chuckled softly, amused by his own thoughts. He tidied his hair with a touch of self-deprecation, wondering what he could do even if he could go.

She's the kind of person who's pretty boring. Even if she actually went there, she'd probably just find a scenic spot and continue tinkering with those mechanical gadgets.

I'll definitely bring Tuanzi with me then; it wouldn't be very interesting for her to go alone.

As for Su Ming's words... Sandone knew he still had to carry out the Queen's mission, so how could he possibly spend time with her?

Honestly, I've been having these wild thoughts lately, this can't go on.

Sandoni smiled helplessly. This was really unlike her usual style. Normally, puppets wouldn't have so many inner thoughts; they just needed to carry out the instructions cleanly and efficiently.

"Are you having trouble making a choice too?"

Sandone blinked in confusion when she saw that Su Ming had not yet voted for the Wind Flower. In her memory, Su Ming was not the kind of person who would agonize over such things.

Su Ming chuckled. He didn't have a problem making a decision, but he saw Rosalin not far away. Coincidentally, Rosalin was also silently watching him.

Although there was no reason, Su Ming had the illusion that he had been discovered, but Rosalyn had no way of knowing that the Heart of God had been taken by him.

He remained hidden as a hermit, never revealing himself in the events that had occurred before; he was merely laying the groundwork in secret. It was Sandone who actually came forward.

It must have been just an illusion; Rosalyn didn't have the chance to find out.

Rosalyn stood at a distance, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but it all turned into a soft sigh before she turned and left.

The Hermit... Su Ming.

Then see you in Liyue. As colleagues of the Enforcers, what kind of miracle will you bring next?

The twelfth seat never seemed to reveal his full strength; whether it was the first time or now, Rosalyn had never truly seen the figure behind the mask.

Like a true hermit, he hides everything in darkness, revealing only his most ordinary side.