These women, clad in their finery and at the prime of their beauty, stood before her with slender figures and distinctively attractive faces. Wearing variously colored palace garments, Yuan Yuan felt no jealousy towards them; instead, she found them enjoyable to watch—far better than admiring mere flowers and plants.
As an old demon who had lived through four lifetimes, their ages would allow them to pass as her granddaughters. So, rather than being envious, she found them amusing, especially when they clustered around her, engaging in pedantic debates, which was all the more laughable.
They mostly assumed she was illiterate, so even if they cursed her in various ways, she supposedly wouldn't understand. Unfortunately for them, not only did she understand, but she also heard them quite clearly.
