Seeing an object coming towards her, Princess Consort Min instinctively raised her hand to block it. The oak backscratcher hit her forearm and then fell to the ground.
Princess Consort Min lowered her gaze to the backscratcher at her feet, touched her arm, and calmly walked towards the Imperial Concubine Ji. She placed her hands at her waist and respectfully bowed.
"Consort Mother."
Concubine Ji glanced over with schadenfreude and said coolly, "Princess, are you wearing such plain clothes because they fit the occasion, or are you cursing the Consort Mother? Those attending you are quite careless, aren't they?"
Princess Consort Min looked at her own attire and replied indifferently, "It's merely a slightly plain blue, how is that a curse? As the Buddha said, what you see reflects what's in your heart. If Concubine Ji doesn't understand, I have a few Buddhist scriptures and can have someone send them to you. There's no harm in thumbing through them more often."
