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

Chapter 208

"Sister Xiyue, are you here to watch the show at the arena too?" Wan Jiaojiao had been cooped up at home for so many days, so she came when she heard there was a beast fight. She didn't expect to run into Yun Xiyue.

"Yes, this arena has been renovated and is different from the old one."

Looking at the new arena, Wan Jiaojiao exclaimed, "It really is! Let's go take a look together."

The two entered the venue together, chatting and laughing.

"Jiaojiao." Zhou Yan ran out and blocked the way.

Wan Jiaojiao's eyes reddened when she saw him. "What are you doing here... Sister Xiyue, let's go."

"Jiaojiao, please listen to me first." Zhou Yan looked at Yun Xiyue with a pleading expression, hoping she would make an exception. "Miss Yun, Jiaojiao and I have something to discuss."

The two of them struggled to get into the carriage.

Yun Xiyue found it strange and only after asking did she learn that Wan Jiaojiao did not bring the scar removal cream back to the Zhou family that day, but instead went back to the Wan family and asked her own father to deliver it to her.

“Young Madam Zhou is quite clever. She knows that if she doesn’t do anything after complaining to her family, she will definitely be bullied to death by the Zhou family,” Qingmei said.

Yun Xiyue nodded. "Okay, let's go inside first!"

There were quite a few people.

After Mr. Sun came backstage to see her, he went to arrange today's beast fight.

Many new animals were purchased, and the slaves were retrained.

Today's performance is sure to be spectacular. If it's a success, the Colosseum will never have to worry about business again.

"The Third Prince of the Southern Qiang Kingdom is here," Bei Ye warned after spotting the group.

Yun Xiyue hadn't expected Lin Huangjin to be so annoying.

"Third Prince."

"I thought you weren't coming. I went to the Yun residence to pick you up, but the servants said you had already left. Why didn't you wait for me? Didn't we agree to come together?" Lin Huangjin complained.

He suffered a lot of anger at the Yun residence.

Yun Xiyue was annoyed; she didn't agree at all.

"Since you're here, please sit down! The performance is about to begin. I never imagined that your Great Xia Dynasty also had slave beast fighting."

The overall performance was quite good.

After watching the match, Yun Xiyue felt a little uncomfortable and decided to leave.

"Miss Yun." At this moment, several girls walked over, led by Qin Yan, and Zhou Zhilan, who was wearing a veil.

Zhou Zhilan stared at her with eyes as venomous as a snake, but stood behind Qin Yan without saying a word.

"Miss Qin."

Qin Yan had long disliked her. "I heard you're quite skilled. You can ride a horse and shoot arrows with the Emperor and even beat him."

"I never knew Miss Yun had such skills, she's truly amazing!"

Everyone immediately understood her implied meaning and couldn't help but show their disdain.

Yun Xiyue said unhappily, "Miss Qin, please watch your words. It's fine if you criticize me in public and vent your anger, but the Emperor's affairs are not something you can discuss at will."

"Hmph, not just anyone can ride a horse with the Emperor. Who do you think you are? A withered, lowly merchant's daughter, what right do you have to ride a horse with the Emperor?"

"Miss Yun, you're really shameless and despicable." Qin Yan's eyes were fierce, and her face became ferocious.

If you didn't know better, you'd think she was going to kill Yun Xiyue.

Yun Xiyue looked her up and down, her gaze finally settling on Zhou Zhilan. "Miss Qin, are you perhaps jealous?"

"You're talking nonsense? How could I possibly be jealous of you? That's laughable." Qin Yan laughed in anger, then became even angrier. "If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Yun Xiyue touched her nose with a handkerchief and chuckled softly, "The Emperor and I are only in a relationship of ruler and subject. Miss Qin herself said that I am not worthy of the Emperor, so why are you worried?"

Zhou Zhilan retorted sarcastically, "A woman of noble birth, beauty, and elegance like Yan Yan has no reason to be jealous of you."

"The Emperor certainly doesn't take you seriously; it's just for 30,000 warhorses. Miss Yun, you shouldn't be too smug."

The second sentence sounded more like a warning to her.