Wei Liao threw the wet lamb chop back onto the plate and asked with a faint smile.
"Did Your Highness do it on purpose?"
Xiao Juan replied without changing his expression, "Would you believe me if I said no?"
The two of them did not show much anger, but there was a tense aura. When their eyes met, it was as if lightning was flashing and there was gunpowder.
Seeing that the situation was bad, Wang Jianan quickly stood up and said.
"Quickly change a plate of roasted lamb chop for Young Master Wei and make a new pot of tea for His Highness."
The maidservants quickly walked forward and took away the roast lamb chop and empty teacups.
Then, Wang Jianan called the dancers to begin the performance, and the sound of music floated up.
Wang Jianan wanted to use the song and dance performance to dilute the animosity between Xiao Juan and Wei Liao, but the two of them did not even look at the dancers.
Wei Liao said to Yu Niaoniao.
