Chapter 446 Worry, Beauty!

The wind and snow continued outside the house, and the floor of the small yard was covered with snow. Because Qingyan and several women loved the snow scene very much, they deliberately didn't let their servants clean up the snow.

The snow is not deep, only as thin as the boots. Song Yi clenched the handle of the knife, waved it hard one after another, and rolled the snow in the air. The long knife in Fuyao's hand made a heavy sound last time...

Fu Yao frowned slightly and endured Song Yi's powerful knife cutting. She didn't know why Song Yi insisted on cutting in the snow, but she knew that he was in a bad mood.

Yes, the cold handle of the knife has been held hot in his hand, and the cold snowflakes occasionally fall on his eyebrows, but Song Yi doesn't care about this at all. His eyes look cold and empty, just a knife...

Several women, some suspiciously leaned on the window sill and looked at Song Yi, who trampled on the snow in the small yard. They didn't understand why he looked so abnormal since he came back from hunting.

And those bodyguards naturally had to pass Song Yi's advice and dared not say a word.

Song Yi himself actually didn't understand why he was doing this, but he felt that there were too many complicated emotions in his heart. He couldn't untie it, so he could only wave it out with this knife.

Finally, Fu Yao couldn't stand his continuous chopping. He took a step forward slightly with his feet, and then patted Song Yi's chest heavily on the back of the long knife...

At the window sill, several women exclaimed!

Song Yi took a few steps back, covered his chest and gasped. Then he sighed and said, "Don't practice, go eat."

Fu Yao hummed and toss the long knife casually, which was inserted into the scabbard of the bodyguard at the door of the courtyard.

Song Yi casually pinched a ball of snow, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then turned back to the house.

Qingyan then invited everyone to eat together. The table was full, and the strong smell of meat drifted out with the heat. Several women in the family, each of them was good at making a variety of game stews on the table.

And there is a small hot pot on the table, which is stewed with suede meat, hare meat and other delicious food. The soup on the left is floating with a layer of red spicy oil, while the right side is a cool soup color. The meat fragrance overflows from the soup, and the soup noodles are bulging with water bubbles. You can eat it just by waiting for the next dish...

Such a rich scene should have been a very beautiful scene, but because Song Yi's expression was not so high, a group of people could only restrain the usual kind at will, worried about making Song Yi unhappy.

This is one of the few scenes in Songfu.

Suddenly, Xiao Wushuang wanted to cry because it was too quiet, and Qingyan coaxed the child. And Song Yi also seemed to wake up from the confusion and let Qingyan give the child to herself so that she could eat better... Then, Song Yi coaxed the child, and the atmosphere finally became harmonious. Several women began to say interesting things and ate a delicious meal...

At night, women were playing games around the stove at home, while Song Yi tightened the tight mink and went to the layman.

When Song Yi walked out of the courtyard, several women suddenly stopped and looked at each other quietly.

Huang Ying sighed worriedly, "What's wrong with my husband? He looked a little stuffy after coming back from the hunting ground. Obviously, we were fine when we left..."

Everyone looked at Qingyan, because in the past, only she knew what happened to Song Yi best, but at this time, Qingyan also frowned and sighed helplessly, shaking her head to show that she didn't know anything.

Xu Chang asked doubtfully, "Have you received any bad news from the capital?"

Qingyan shook his head and said, "It's impossible. You see, no matter how bad the news he received, he always comforted us. How could he need to use a knife to vent like today?"

Because Liu Qingci was pregnant, she sat in the warmest corner, but she suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't it... It's not these things that he is upset about, but... A woman?"

Suddenly, several people turned their heads and looked at Liu Qingci, with surprised eyes.

Huang Ying said with doubtful eyes, "No... Can you? Did he meet a woman who is more beautiful than us in the snow? No, no... No. I don't believe it. Now in Youzhou... No! Most of the people in Yanyun are poor. How can such a powerful person hook him?

Xu Chang suddenly said suspiciously, "It's impossible to say, but... It seems that he has never seen anything bothered by anything other than emotional things! Think about it, he is not even afraid of the emperor..."

"Then when did he bother with his feelings..." Huang Ying picked up the strange way.

Suddenly, several women were silent and thought about it. Thinking carefully, it seemed that Song Yi didn't seem to have much trouble in this regard, because they had him in their hearts. Although the process was different, it was not very troublesome...

Liu Qingci thought that Song Yi dared to draw a knife from the emperor in the palace for her. What would bother people like him?

For a moment, several women were speechless, but suddenly they felt that they had never understood the world in Song Yi's heart.

...

In the snow, there were bursts of creaking movements.

Fu Yao suddenly appeared in front of Song Yi and stopped him. He asked strangely, "You have been wandering outside this city for a long time. What are you looking for?"

"Enemy's trail."

Fu Yao frowned and said puzzled, "The enemy's trail? Do you have an enemy around here? But in this ice and snow, even the people of Liaojin will not choose this kind of weather to attack the city, will they?

"Who says no? It's always good to be more vigilant." Song Yi said lightly. In fact, he also knew that he was not looking for any enemy, but just wanted to know whether Wanyan Mingzhu would still be around here.

He left very simply before, but then he began to find that he was a little worried!

Seeing that Fu Yao looked insincere, he couldn't help sneering and said, "You're lying! If you want to strengthen your vigilance, you can let the scouts explore, and you have been a little strange since hunting. I think you... It seems that you are looking for someone? Or wait for someone?"

Song Yi smiled bitterly and thought, "Is it true that he is really looking for her?

But why? Is it just because the way she cries is different from every woman? Or do you just think she is pitiful?

He doesn't know either.

This feeling is not as hot and persistent as he was when he liked Liu Qingci; it is not as respectful as a guest with Qingyan, not like the obsession with Huang Ying, and not like the relaxed and pleasure with Xu Chang...

On the contrary, this feeling is very heavy and depressing. I don't know where it is, but it seems to be looking for it.

"Isn't my appearance a little strange now?"

Song Yi was distracted for a moment and asked Fuyao with a long sigh.

Fu Yao nodded and said, "Tell me, I can not talk to them. At least say it, it's better than what you are now... You taught me this!"

Song Yi looked at Fu Yao in surprise and suddenly found that she looked much more mature.

Standing in the snow, she no longer looks like she can only be described as beauty, but beauty!