Shen Yanxiao casted a suggestive curse on Mingye. This curse was extremely complicated and required dozens of combination curses to work together. Under such a curse, Mingye would forget his identity as a prince and treat himself as an ordinary low-level undead. In his eyes, Shen Yanxiao, this impostor, was the real Prince Mingye!

She had replaced the other party’s identity and even shamelessly asked the other party to recognize her as the genuine product. Shen Yanxiao’s shamelessness had reached an appalling degree!

Shen Yanxiao took advantage of his identity and sat on the tiger-skin chair with a straight face. She did not feel ashamed at all as she looked at the real prince who was kneeling on the ground submissively. Her pair of eyes were smiling like a crafty fox.

“From today onwards, you shall be called Ye Dou.” Shen Yanxiao looked at Mingye. It was a success to replace the prince with a leopard cat, but she could not kill the real prince nor let him go. Instead of letting him stay somewhere else and get discovered, it was better to stay by her side. In the event of an emergency, this guy might be useful.

Shen Yanxiao could be said to have squeezed out all of Mingye’s remaining value. From that, it could be seen that if a certain unscrupulous thief wanted to change her profession one day, she would absolutely be an unscrupulous profiteer that was even more despicable and shameless than Third Young Master Qi!

The real Mingye, no, the fake Ye Dou nodded respectfully. His eyes were filled with admiration and respect as he looked at the girl who occupied his position and enslaved him as a servant.

“Yes, Your Highness.” With a devout heart, Mingye lowered his noble head to Shen Yanxiao.

The prince of the undead knelt and worshiped her, treating her as his master, respected and feared her. This feeling…

Ah! What a cool feeling!

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“Tell me the names and identities of those people.” Shen Yanxiao tilted her head and propped her face with one hand as she looked at the obedient Mingye calmly.

She changed Mingye’s memories and made him think that he was Zela’s subordinate. And that after he boarded the ship, he was selected by the prince to be his attendant. However, Shen Yanxiao did not erase his knowledge of those royal relatives. Therefore, Mingye still remembered their identities. However, those royal relatives that were like fleeting clouds to him had become unreachable in his heart.

As for why would a mere low-level undead like him know the identity and information of a member of the royal family? This completely illogical matter had long been covered up by Shen Yanxiao’s curses.

Right now, Mingye had become Shen Yanxiao’s most loyal follower.

Everything was directed by Shen Yanxiao. Everything she said was right. Everything she did was right. He had to answer what she wanted to know as a matter of course!

Even brainwashing was not as effective as curses!

As if he knew all the details, Mingye obediently reported the information of the group of royal relatives to Shen Yanxiao.

There were a total of twenty-one high-level undead that came with Mingye, including uncles, older male cousins, older female cousins, younger male cousins and so on.

They were all relatives related to Mingye by blood.

However, for an undead, such blood relations did not exist. The only thing they acknowledged was their immediate blood relations. Father and son, mother and daughter, at most their grandparents might also count. As for the rest, there was no affection whatsoever.