Be Careful General's Wife!

As the sun rose higher and higher, the temperature inside the carriage also increased.

The pregnant woman couldn't stand the heat, so Mu Na wiped the sweat from her forehead and neck with a handkerchief, and Qiu Ju herself was also sweating thinly on her forehead, but she kept fanning her.

"It's really hot today." Mu Na wiped her sweat.

"That's right!" Qiu Ju nodded, "It will be cooler in August and autumn."

"There are still two months, what do you use to cool off at home?" Mu Na looked at Qiu Ju and asked.

"Husband is afraid that Yuanyuan will be hot, so I go outside to buy ice cubes every day and come back to cool off. Put two basins in the house, and it will be much cooler." Qiu Ju said with a smile.

The mother-in-law felt sorry for the money, and said she was afraid that Yuanyuan would be hot, so it was enough for them to be adults to help fan the fan, because the ice was cold and burned money.

But Qiao Mu insisted on using ice, because she knew that she was the most afraid of heat, and she said it was for Yuanyuan, but it was also for her.

Mu Na said: "I also use ice cubes to cool off the heat at home. The ice cubes really cool off the heat. It's just that the General's Mansion doesn't have an ice cellar, so I can't store ice in winter. I have to go outside to buy it every day. The cost is quite high."

Qiu Ju said with a smile: "The General's Mansion is not short of money for ice, and it should be used, otherwise this person will be too hot, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

She knew that Madam was always frugal. In the past, the General's Mansion didn't use ice in summer, no matter how hot it was. She felt that buying ice was too expensive.

"That's the truth." Mu Na nodded again.

Soon they arrived at the foot of Huguo Temple, the carriage entered the forest, and it became cooler again.

Afraid of bumping Mu Na in the car, the road on the carriage mountain was even slower, and after a long time, I finally arrived at the steps to the Huguo Temple.

Mu Na supported her belly with one hand and Qiu Ju's hand with the other, and got out of the carriage carefully.

Qiu Ju looked at the high steps, and then at the person carrying the pole standing at the bottom of the steps waiting for customers, "The steps are so high, Madam may not be able to walk, why not go up with a pole."

Mu Na shook her head in disapproval, "The Bodhisattva is right in front of me, how can I let others carry me up? It seems so insincere, I'll just walk up slowly."

"Let me carry Madam up." Song Heng said. There are so many steps, even if she is asked to walk up slowly, Song Heng is afraid that she will move her fetus.

"Will this be too dishonest?" Mu Na frowned and asked, "And will others think we are too shameless?"

Song Hengdao: "You and my husband are one body. If I carry you up and walk up, I will take the share you want to leave, so how can I be insincere? You are not in good health when you are pregnant with the child. You should go up, as for what other people think, we can’t control it, just take care of ourselves.”

Mu Na nodded and agreed to the proposal.

Song Heng directly picked up his wife and walked up the steps. Others looked over and saw Mu Na's slightly swollen abdomen, so they understood what was going on, except he said in his heart: "This man is really strong." , I really love my wife." He didn't say anything else.

Although Song Heng Kongwu is strong, he still feels a little tired walking up so many steps with a pregnant woman with a child in his arms.

After finishing the steps and walking to the main gate of Huguo Temple, his back was wet with sweat, his face was flushed red, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Look at your sweaty head, let me just say I'll walk slowly." Mu Na, who was put down by Song Heng, squeezed the handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his forehead distressedly.

"It's okay, I'm not tired." He said that he was not tired, but his heavy panting revealed that he was very tired.

"General, general..." A male voice with some surprise and uncertainty came from behind.

Song Heng felt that the voice sounded familiar, turned his head and saw that it was Xu Zheng, the commander of his battalion. He didn't wear a military uniform today, he was wearing a blue satin narrow-sleeved gown, his hair was tied with a copper crown, and he looked energetic and upright.

"It's really a general." Xu Zheng smiled and bowed his hands, "Xu Zheng pays his respects to the general and his wife."