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At this moment, the prince's husband finally arrived.

”I have something to take care of. I came a bit late.” The prince's husband seemed to be in a good mood, but there was also a hint of pleasure in his tone.

He'd just coaxed the empress to sleep. His face was flushed, and his eyes were cloudy. He looked like he could not help but let his imagination run wild.

”Royal husband.” Zhan Xiaolou bowed.

”Doctor Zhan, Yu Xuan …”

Zhan Xiaolou glanced at Feng Yushu. He remained calm as he quietly sat there. Zhan Xiaolou suddenly realized that Feng Yushu was a person who used to be a venomous, lively, and fresh person. But now, he was the complete opposite, a bit lifeless. It was unknown as to what could cause such a great change in him.

”It's like this, the Ninth Prince, he …” After suffering from anorexia, if he didn't hurry up and treat it, he wouldn't be able to eat anything after half a month. Then … will starve to death. ” When Zhan Xiaolou said it, he was conflicted.

”What!”

Zhan Xiaolou knew why he was so shocked. It was because in this place, anorexia was a terminal illness.

”Heh …” Feng Yu Xuan suddenly smiled gently and turned to leave the hall. His back looked extremely lonely and skinny …

Zhan Xiaolou opened his mouth to call out to him, but what could he say? He could only watch as he walked out of the hall step by step. Afterwards, a servant helped him up the carriage and headed towards his sleeping quarters.

After he left, the Royal Husband looked at Zhan Xiaolou, his tone displeased. ”You shouldn't have said it just now!”