"You may dispense with the formalities."
Jiang Ning raised her hand, smiling as she looked at him, "He Tang, at this time, instead of working in the yamen, how did you come here?"
"I came out to run some errands and passed by here. I heard that there was a happy event at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and thought that the Princess Consort would return, so I decided to wait for a while. As expected, I was able to wait for you." He Tang lowered his eyes slightly, "Thank you for having someone send me the money, I will definitely pay it back."
"Sure," Jiang Ning put both hands in her cloak and smiled, "but it's not an urgent matter. You've helped me a lot back then, and didn't ask for repayment immediately."
When it came to the past, He Tang's eyes became a bit moist.
Ever since he had memories at the age of four or five, he knew of the pretty little girl with a limping leg in the small noodle shop diagonally opposite.
She really was very pretty.
