Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

"Ah Xing, they're awake." Xue Fu noticed that the secret guards and Abbot Kongming who had fallen to the ground in the courtyard were slowly waking up, and hurriedly pushed Xiao Yanxing.

Xiao Yanxing also let her go, but still reached out and held her hand.

Xue Fu was amused by him, and her expression was somewhat helpless. She really couldn't run away: "Ah Xing, let's go see the miracle doctor."

Xiao Yanxing nodded and ordered the secret guard to send Kongming, who had woken up, chanted a Buddhist name and fainted again, back. Then he turned around and walked into the room of the department's genius doctor with Xue Fu.

There was no one in the room. The vertical screen in the middle had been moved to the side. There was only a plate of unfinished chicken legs and a white porcelain vase left on the table.

Xue Fu walked over, picked up the note at the bottom of the bottle, read it, and handed it to Xiao Yanxing.

"It's the antidote!" Xiao Yanxing was overjoyed and urged Xue Fu to take the antidote quickly: "Fuer, take the antidote quickly."

Xue Fu nodded and took the two antidotes inside.

"Fuer, are you feeling unwell?" Xiao Yanxing wanted to help her sit down, but Xue Fu shook her head and leaned lightly on him.

"No, I'm just very sleepy and want to sleep." Xue Fu half closed her eyes and yawned.

Xiao Yanxing suddenly became nervous, not knowing whether this was a reaction from the antidote taking effect. He quickly bent down, picked up Xue Fu horizontally, and strode towards his room.

He gently put her on the bed, but Xue Fu opened her eyes and hugged his neck with both hands: "Ah Xing, lie down, I want to ask you a question one by one."

Xiao Yanxing hummed, and lay down beside her, letting her lie on him, holding her waist with one hand: "What do you want to ask, Fuer?"

"Ah Xing, do you want to be emperor?" Xue Fu asked seriously.

Just now Tiandao asked her what she wanted, and Xue Fu said that she wanted to change a time point - Xiao Yanxing and Xue Fu were not assassinated by the new emperor, they arrived at the fiefdom safely and lived a happy life.

In the original plot of the world, Xiao Yanxing is the least noticeable of all the emperor's sons. He himself has no intention of fighting for the throne. He just wants to be an idle prince with Xue Fu by his side.

But now, the small world has not successfully restarted, and Xiao Yanxing is still the current crown prince.

Xue Fu still wanted to give the decision-making power to Xiao Yanxing.

If he wanted the throne, she could help him.

"Fuer, this throne was never what I wanted. You are the one." Xiao Yanxing raised his hand and gently touched her face: "Fuer, let him do as you say. Let's go to the fiefdom."

"Ah Xing, you!" He actually heard it.

The next second, everything around them, including them, went into retrograde reversal.

Tiandao: In case they change their mind again, send them away immediately!

When he opened his eyes again, Xue Fu and Xiao Yanxing were in the carriage.

"Fuer, hold on a little longer, we'll be at the inn soon." Xiao Yanxing hugged Xue Fu and coaxed her softly.

Xue Fu nodded, realizing that they had really returned to this point. She remembered Xiao Yanxing's words again. Although Tiandao had told her that Xiao Yanxing would not remember anything from before, including that he was the prince, she looked up and asked him tentatively, "Ah Xing, do you know how to cure the Feng Hui poison?"

Xiao Yanxing shook his head, his expression unchanged: "I don't know, why did Fuer suddenly talk about this?"

"It's okay, I just suddenly remembered."

Xue Fu asked him several more questions, and Xiao Yanxing's answers were flawless, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

"Ah Xing, I'll sleep a little longer. Call me when it's time." Xue Fu changed into a comfortable position and nestled in Xiao Yanxing's arms.

"it is good."

Xiao Yanxing looked at Xue Fu who was already asleep, lifted the curtain and watched their carriage go smoothly into the city. He finally felt relieved.

This time, Fu'er did not block the sword for him and did not die in front of him.

Xiao Yanxing lowered the curtain, bent down to kiss her forehead, closed his eyes, and leaned against the car wall to rest.

Fuer, if this is the condition between you and him, and you don't want me to remember what happened before, then I will pretend that I don't know for the rest of my life.