"Who taught you this Sword Technique, Your Majesty?!"
Jiang Qingyi's eyes narrowed as she gazed at Xiao Mo, completely unconcerned by how close she was to him.
"This Sword Technique… Back when I was a Prince, I went into the mountains to sketch. I accidentally fell into a cavern and came upon a strange place. This Sword Technique was carved into a stone wall. As it happened, I had ink and a brush with me, so I copied it down."
Xiao Mo spun the tale with a perfectly straight face.
"Where is this cliff?" Jiang Qingyi pressed.
"I have forgotten," Xiao Mo said, shaking his head. "After I found my way out, I tried to go back, but I could never find the place again."
"..." Jiang Qingyi lowered her head and fell silent.
Listening to his words and looking into his eyes, Jiang Qingyi didn't think he was lying to her.
'I thought he was born with this knowledge, that he had inherited memories from a past life. But it seems I was overthinking things.'
