The Empress's Transmigration into a Magnate's Wife

Chapter 194

“Shao Ting, I also want to be a warm person.”

Her voice was calm, but much more relaxed than before.

Huo Shao Ting heard her voice and gripped his phone tightly.

He regretted not being by her side now, otherwise he could have given her a hug.

"Shao Ting, are you scared?"

Not getting a response from Huo Shao Ting, Rong Dai's heart that had just lost its heavy stone couldn't help but become uneasy again.

"My wife, I'm here."

He answered in a light voice, and the narrowed, deep eyes flickered with gentle light.

"From now on, with me here, I will take care of the rest of your life."

He gently answered her.

Her gentleness, her kindness.

He saw it all clearly.

Her thoughtfulness, her sincerity.

He could feel it.

Such a warm her, he would not let her feel cold.

"Mm..."

Rong Dai responded to him with a sound, a shallow smile appearing on her charming cheeks in the darkness.

"Rest early, we'll spend the new year together this year."

Huo Shao Ting glanced at the time, seeing Assistant Zhang hinting about his flight time, he had to hang up early.

Looking at the black phone screen, Rong Dai got up with a wine glass and went to the bedroom to sleep.

Rong Dai didn't expect that she could let go of her troubles so quickly either, perhaps it was because she was relieved, or perhaps because of the wine.

That night, Rong Dai slept very deeply.

In her dreams, she was still the carefree girl, with parents and sister alive.

They smiled at her, urging her to live well.

When she woke up in the morning, the winter sun had quietly spilled in through the cracks in the curtains.

The golden sunshine, warm and dazzling.

Rong Dai looked at the ray of sunlight for a long time, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Last night's dream was so real.

Perhaps, her parents and sister in her previous life were also living somewhere else, just like her now.

Her parents and sister's greatest wish was for her to live happily.

She thought she would try her best to do so.

"I drank last night, I'll drink some porridge first to sober up. I got you a day off today, we'll go somewhere together later."

Huo Shao Ting came in with hot porridge and hot milk.

"Shao Ting...you're here?"

Rong Dai looked at him in surprise.

"Wanting to be by your side, I wasn't by your side before, unable to take care of you. But now you're by my side, you're my woman, my wife, I will take good care of you, cherish you."

Thinking of the things she said last night, although she spoke very calmly, as a man even he was startled.

He hadn't watched palace dramas, but even if he hadn't eaten pork he'd seen pigs run, so he knew a little something.

He felt heartache for her past, he would use his lifetime to take good care of her.

Rong Dai's heart felt warm, her nose couldn't help but sour.

The gloom in her heart suddenly had sunlight shining in, just like these rays of morning light.

She sat up and took the initiative to hug Huo Shao Ting's waist, resting her head on his chest: "Mr. Huo, please be tolerant for the rest of my life."

She was able to let go of this knot, not only because Yang Wanwan had moved her, but more because of Huo Shao Ting's warmth.

It was him who had warmed her.

"Mm, Madam Huo, just don't be too mischievous."

Huo Shao Ting smiled lightly as he held her, his broad palm stroking her hair.

Rong Dai immediately laughed out loud: "I'm not a child."

"Madam Huo, you're twenty-two this year, to me, I'll allow you to act like a child."

Huo Shao Ting looked at her seriously, smiling gently and brightly.

Rong Dai felt warm and fuzzy inside, she didn't say anything cheesy, and obediently ate the breakfast he had prepared.

After breakfast, she got up slowly to wash up, while Huo Shao Ting went to pack things.

"Where are we going?"

Rong Dai put on a double-faced wool coat from the wardrobe while asking him.

"Wear this."

Huo Shao Ting handed her a thick down jacket, frowning and urging her to wear it.

Although the down jacket was warm, Rong Dai hated how it made her look like a stuffed bun when she put it on. Her 175cm tall figure looked like a zongzi glutinous rice dumpling.

"No."

She shook her head and refused.

Huo Shao Ting could only put away the down jacket and lead her out of the apartment: "A temple in Hangzhou, let's go fulfill your previous life's wishes together."

"I don't know if there will be an afterlife, but in this life, you're my wife, I will protect you well."

"Rong Dai, I also want to be warm with you, we will live well."

He held her hand tightly, speaking word for word, very seriously.

Rong Dai looked at his windswept hair, looked at his back, her heart felt filled up like a solid ball.

"Well, we will."

She nodded, and the couple got in the car.

"This should have been given to you long ago, now it's perfectly returned to its rightful owner."

Once in the car, Huo Shao Ting handed her the redwood box containing the ink jade he had photographed.

He didn't know this ink jade was her coming-of-age gift, no wonder she was so emotional when she first saw this ink jade.

Rong Dai opened the redwood box and reached out to caress the lustrous ink jade.

In addition to calmness in her heart, there was more warmth.

"Thank you, Shao Ting."

She turned to thank him as he drove.

Back then, he had such a terrible relationship with the original host, but he still agreed.

She knew that although 100 million was not a big sum for him, for ordinary people, it was an astronomical figure.

She was grateful that he had treated her gently from the start.

The couple went to a famous temple in Hangzhou. Even in such bone-chilling winter, there were still many pilgrims to this temple, and incense was flourishing.

Huo Shao Ting held her hand as the couple worshipped and lit incense.

"Can we meet the abbot? My wife has some things that may need the abbot's help."

Although Huo Shao Ting was not wearing a suit today, his extraordinary temperament was evident. The monk next to them eyed the couple for a few seconds, then gave them directions.

"The abbot is meditating in the mountains. If you two are fated, you will naturally meet."

"Thank you, master."

Rong Dai nodded. She was Buddhist. After all, those decades in the palace, she had to find some spiritual comfort.

After leaving the main hall, the couple strolled around the temple.

As for whether they could meet the abbot, Rong Dai didn't really care.

Huo Shao Ting's thoughtfulness, she could feel it.

And she had already let go.

"Shao Ting, let's go back. The snow scenery of Hangzhou's West Lake is great, I want to go see it."

Rong Dai's cheeks were flushed red by the cold wind. The couple had been walking for an hour but still hadn't seen the abbot.

She was sweating all over instead, and stopped to blink her watery eyes at Huo Shao Ting.

Huo Shao Ting frowned slightly, glanced around, and saw an elder monk sitting in a pavilion up ahead: "Over there."