The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady - Chapter 1801

Chapter 1801
It was no wonder that Mingye displayed such a lofty att . i . tude towards the group of royal relatives . Shen Yanxiao stroked her chin . It seemed that there was no need for her to speak kind words to that group of idiots .



As far as the n . o . ble image of Mingye was concerned, this prince could be said to have been living like a dandy prince all his life, with his eyes higher than the heavens .

Throughout the whole Howling Abyss, except for his old man, he had never put anyone in his eyes at all .

This setting… was very cool!

It could be said that Shen Yanxiao did not find any difficulty in playing the role of Mingye .

No need for me to communicate with other undead; as long as I hold supremacy, everything's good!

Dictators . h . i . +p or whatnot, she liked it!

Gathering the necessary information, Shen Yanxiao opened a cabinet in the room and took out a set of low-key lavish clothes of Prince Mingye's, after which she grabbed the ignorant “Ye Dou” and locked him up inside the cabinet .

No matter how good her stealing skills were, she was still incapable of taking off and changing clothes in a second .

After she changed her clothes, Shen Yanxiao dragged “Ye Dou” out of the cabinet and threw the clothes she took off to him .



“Ye Dou” then continued to crouch inside the big cabinet to change clothes .

Shortly afterwards, wearing Shen Yanxiao's clothes, “Ye Dou” reluctantly came out of the cabinet .

“Ye Dou's” build belonged to a teenager undead . It was thin and slender, but he was a head taller than Shen Yanxiao . Therefore, Shen Yanxiao's clothes appeared very narrow and small on “Ye Dou's” body .

Shen Yanxiao also drank an appearance-changing potion that could change her bone structure to a certain extent . From her height to her appearance, Shen Yanxiao had become exactly the same as Mingye . Looking at the strange shape of “Ye Dou”, Shen Yanxiao took out another bottle of appearance-changing potion for “Ye Dou” to consume .



The appearance of “Ye Dou” had been changed to the appearance of the low undead, and his body structure had now been slightly reduced as well . Though Shen Yanxiao's clothes on him still looked a little short, it was barely pa . s . sable .

During that time when she put various curses on “Ye Dou”, Shen Yanxiao had removed all the identifiable ornaments from his body and put them on herself .

Subst . i . tuting a leopard cat for a prince had concluded perfectly!

Looking at “Ye Dou” in short gray clothes, and looking at Shen Yanxiao clad in a gorgeous dress adorned with countless ornaments…

No one would “misidentify” them .

A moment later, a knock was heard from the door . “Ye Dou” looked at Shen Yanxiao, who was sitting at the table, bowed his head and went to open the door .

Outside the door was a high undead with plentiful food and a flattering smile across his whole face, but once the door opened and he saw that the one who appeared in front of him was a plain-clothed low undead instead of the Prince Mingye that he wanted to curry favor with, his face sank in an instant .


“Who are you? How dare you break into the room of His Highness Mingye?!” The high undead screamed at the top of his voice . Several high undead followed him in; as soon as they saw “Ye Dou”, they all looked fierce enough to eat people with their eyes!

“I… I am ‘Ye Dou', an attendant chosen by His Highness . ” Although “Ye Dou” regarded himself as a low undead under the suggestive curse technique of Shen Yanxiao, he had never been yelled at by any undead since his birth . Therefore, this voice directly frightened the fragile and tiny heart of “Ye Dou” .

“What attendant? Where did you come from? You, a lowly undead, how do you deserve to stay in His Highness's room? Get out of here at once!” The higher undead were not happy . Stop kidding! The high undead such as them could not even stay around Mingye's side and curry favor all day; how could they tolerate a lower undead to steal the limelight from them? He even dared to stay alone in the room of His Highness Mingye . Was this little b . a . s . t . a . r . d tired of living?