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Chu Yuqin gently stroked her belly and said with a smile: "I hope our baby will have a pair of bright big eyes, as deep and bright as your majesty's."

Tang Yinyu held Chu Yuqin's hand and said with a smile: "I hope the baby's smile is as sweet as yours and can warm people's hearts."

"And the baby's personality. I hope he or she is a kind and brave child," Chu Yuqin continued.

"Yes, you also need to be smart and able to cope with various challenges in life," Tang Yinyu added.

They imagined the baby's future, as if they saw the baby running happily in the imperial garden, the baby studying hard, and the baby becoming a responsible person when he grew up.

"No matter what kind of person the baby becomes in the future, we will always be by his side and give him endless love and support," Tang Yinyu said affectionately.

Chu Yuqin leaned on Tang Yinyu's shoulder, nodded and said, "Yes, we will be a happy family, watching the baby grow up healthily and realize our dreams."

In this warm atmosphere, they continued to immerse themselves in their beautiful vision of the baby's future, as if they had already seen that future full of hope and happiness.

And in Fengyi Palace, there was also the feeling of their deep love and expectation for their baby.

As Chu Yuqin's pregnancy gradually moved towards the late stage, her body was undergoing a series of subtle yet obvious changes, as if it was quietly carved by time.

Every step she took seemed to carry a heavy burden, and her steps were no longer as light as before.

As she walked slowly in the palace, one hand would unconsciously support her waist, as if this could give her some support and strength.

Her movements also became slow. She used to be able to sit down and stand up easily, but now she has to be very careful and even needs the support of palace maids sometimes.

The most obvious thing was that her originally strong appetite seemed to be slowly taken away by an invisible hand.

Every day the dining table is filled with a variety of carefully prepared delicacies.

The dishes were displayed like works of art. There was the red sweet and sour carp, which was fried golden and crispy, and topped with brightly colored sweet and sour sauce, exuding an alluring sour and sweet aroma.

There was also the tender braised pork, bright red in color, the fat gleaming with an attractive luster under the light, and the rich meaty aroma filled the air;

There is a dazzling array of exquisite pastries, including snow-white osmanthus cake, dotted with golden osmanthus flowers, exuding a faint osmanthus fragrance.

There is also the sweet and glutinous red bean cake with delicate bean paste filling that makes people salivate.

However, today, these delicacies seem to have lost their magic.

When the palace maids carefully brought the table full of sumptuous food to Chu Yuqin, she just sat there quietly, frowning slightly. Her eyes slowly swept over the delicious food, and then she shook her head gently.

She sighed softly and gently stroked her bulging belly with her hand, as if communicating with the baby in her belly.

Tang Yinyu was filled with worry when he saw this. He walked to Chu Yuqin, sat down gently, held her hand, and said gently, "Queen, please eat a little. These are carefully prepared by the imperial chefs. They are good for you and the baby."

Chu Yuqin turned to look at Tang Yinyu, a trace of apology flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, I really have no appetite. Seeing these foods, I also want to eat more, but... I just can't eat."

Tang Yinyu looked at her distressedly and said, "It's okay, don't force yourself. We will think of a way to restore your appetite."

Chu Yuqin nodded slightly and turned her gaze to the delicacies again. There was no longer the joy and desire she had when facing the delicacies in the past in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of helplessness and fatigue.

She tried to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a small piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, but after chewing it for a few times, she put down the chopsticks helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yinyu asked when he saw this.

Chu Yuqin shook her head and said softly, "I don't want to eat."

"How can you not eat? Can I eat some more with you?"

Chu Yuqin looked at the gentle man in front of her, suddenly reached out and hugged him, put her cheek on his chest, and cried softly: "Your Majesty, I really have no appetite, I can't eat anything..."

Tang Yinyu listened to her suppressed crying voice, and his heart trembled violently. He hugged her delicate body tightly and comforted her: "Be good, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side and will never leave you."

Tang Yinyu gently held Chu Yuqin's hand, feeling the warmth of her hand, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must find a way to change this situation.

He kept thinking about various ways in his mind, trying to find a way to restore Chu Yuqin's appetite.

Finally, a bold idea came to his mind.

He knew very well that the imperial chefs possessed superb cooking skills and rich cooking experience, and perhaps he could learn from them some ways to whet Chu Yuqin's appetite.

So, he secretly made up his mind to learn from the imperial chef and cook delicious dishes for Chu Yuqin himself.

He was silently calculating in his mind, imagining himself busy in the kitchen, and imagining Chu Yuqin's happy expression when she tasted the food he made.

He knew it was a huge challenge, but for Chu Yuqin, he was willing to try and make every effort.

He seemed to see a glimmer of hope, a hope that would allow Chu Yuqin to smile again and regain her appetite.

On a sunny morning, Tang Yinyu was wearing casual clothes, without the gorgeous dragon robe that symbolized the majesty of the emperor in the past.

His hair was neatly tied up, with a few strands fluttering gently in the breeze. He walked towards the imperial kitchen with firm steps.

The moment Tang Yinyu stepped into the imperial kitchen, the busy imperial chefs suddenly stopped what they were doing, each of them was so surprised that they didn't know what to do.

Their eyes widened and their mouths opened, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Some of the imperial chefs were still holding spatulas in their hands, standing blankly in front of the stove; some of the imperial chefs were holding plates, which almost slipped from their hands.

Tang Yinyu looked at everyone's surprised expressions, but didn't care.

With a gentle smile on his face, he walked to the middle of the imperial chefs, cleared his throat, and then slowly said, "I came here today to learn cooking skills from you. My queen has no appetite now, and I want to personally cook some delicious meals for her so that she can eat more."

When he spoke, his tone was sincere and firm, and every word was filled with deep love for Chu Yuqin.