Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 1197

As dawn broke, the drill grounds in the capital were bustling with activity.

The sunlight poured down, casting a dazzling golden glow over the vast area.

On the stands, high-ranking officials, noblemen, and young ladies from prominent families of the capital gathered in their finest attire.

On the ornately decorated stands, the luster of silk and satin mingled with the tinkling of pearls and jade pendants as the crowd whispered amongst themselves, filled with anticipation for the polo match.

After all, the Emperor and Empress had brought their princes and princesses to attend.

After Murong Yu and Yun Xiyue arrived.

Everyone stopped and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Emperor and Your Majesty the Empress."

Murong Yu told everyone to rise, "Get up! The weather is nice, and it's a good time for a spring outing, so let's all relax and enjoy ourselves."

It's really not easy to get him to say anything relaxing.

But it's clear that the Emperor still dotes on the Empress.

She never misses a banquet.

Today, a special order was issued to give people a day off.

"let's start!"

Yun Xiyue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I have prepared a prize, which is a luminous pearl."

"How about His Majesty gives us a prize too?"

Murong Yu laughed and said, "Good. If he wins, I will grant him a favor."

Upon hearing this, everyone instantly became excited.

Qin Yingluo was determined to win this prize.

If she wins, she can ask the emperor to rescind the imperial decree granting her the marriage.

It was the Empress who doted on her and gave her such a great opportunity.

"Yingluo, don't be reckless." Xiao Rongrong was a little worried about her daughter, fearing that she might act recklessly because of the Emperor's favor.

"Mother, I must win today."

Before Xiao Rongrong could say anything more, she had already ridden away.

Xiao Rongrong's eldest daughter-in-law quickly reassured her, "Mother, don't worry, Yingluo is a very good rider."

"I'm worried that if she wins, she'll break off the engagement," Xiao Rongrong said, feeling a bit of a headache.

This marriage was arranged by the Emperor.

If the Qin family insists on breaking off the engagement, they will anger the emperor.

"We can only leave it to fate; victory is not guaranteed. Mother, why don't you come with us and sit down to watch?"

Xiao Rongrong nodded. "Okay."

He arrived at his seat with his three daughters-in-law, two grandsons, and one granddaughter.

The Qin family's youngest granddaughter is seven years old this year. She is the eldest son's youngest daughter.

When the Crown Prince's wife saw the young prince, she intentionally let her daughter play with Chang Le and the others, so that she could also get to know the Crown Prince and the other princes.

Xiao Rongrong knew what she was thinking, but she didn't stop her.

After all, she also likes Yunxi Yue's sons very much. If she marries one of them, her granddaughter will be very happy in the future and won't have any difficulties with her mother-in-law.

"Zhenzhen is still young, don't talk to her too much." But such advice is too eager for quick results and will only make people dislike it.

The Crown Princess of Qin nodded. "Mother, I understand. It's just that Zhenzhen and the princess can play together."

"And with Xiaoduo'er around, they can play together too."

Xiao Rongrong nodded, "Yes, keep an eye on the children."

Her mind was already on the horse farm.

Qin Yingluo rode a sturdy chestnut horse, standing steadily at the edge of the arena.

She was dressed in a smart riding outfit, the tailored cut highlighting her slender yet spirited figure, her high ponytail swaying gently in the breeze.

At this moment, her eyes sparkled with eagerness, revealing her usual liveliness, playfulness, and courage. Even with the Emperor present, she showed no fear whatsoever, truly deserving of her reputation as the famous "fierce flower" of the capital.

Murong Chengyou rode a jet-black steed slowly from the other end of the arena.