Chen'er's eyes immediately lit up, and she asked expectantly:
"Father, am I now your pride?"
"Of course!" The emperor stood up, held Chen'er firmly in his arms, and said earnestly, "Chen'er is your father's proudest child."
Chen'er immediately put her hands together, ready to applaud herself, but then stopped.
He rested his head on the emperor's shoulder, his face beaming with undisguised joy—a smile befitting his age.
"That's wonderful! Father, I'm not an ordinary person, am I?"
The emperor was taken aback.
Gu Jiangli's smile faltered.
She suddenly understood why Chen'er was working so hard.
At first, I thought it was because Chen'er knew he had a congenital deficiency, so he worked extra hard.
It now appears that it's not just that.
Someone must have been gossiping behind his back, saying that Chen'er was "mediocre," and he overheard it.
That's why he tried so hard to gain the emperor's approval and praise.
Gu Jiangli spoke before the emperor:
"Chen'er, no matter who says you're mediocre, don't take it to heart. You are an extremely outstanding, excellent, and capable person."
"The map you made would take your mother and father a very long time to complete, and it might not even be as accurate as the one you made."
"This talent is something that many people don't possess, so Chen'er, you are one in a million."
"It's because your mother didn't realize the grievances you suffered before. It's my fault."
"But I must tell you seriously today that you are the pride of your father and me. From now on, you may be humble, but you must never belittle yourself again."
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