After Chen Mu finished speaking, Mingye fell silent, seemingly hesitant.
"Are you worried that if we leave, the Heavenly Court or the Abyss Devil Realm will attack the Chen Kingdom?"
Chen Mu and Mingye had known each other for over a decade, and Chen Mu understood Mingye very well, so he quickly guessed her thoughts.
Mingye looked up at Chen Mu without saying a word, clearly acquiescing.
"I used to have this worry too, but now I'm not."
Chen Mu waved his hand, and two chairs materialized. He gestured for Mingye to sit down first, and the two could talk slowly.
"In the previous chaos, the Haotian Imperial Family suffered repeated losses in the war against the Abyss Devil Realm due to insufficient number of soldiers."
However, after we joined the Devil-Expelling Alliance, because we have a continuous stream of robots joining the battlefield, and we also have weapons of mass destruction like missiles to weaken their forces, the strength of the two sides is now basically balanced.
As long as we don't disrupt this balance, the Heavenly Court won't dare to attack us, and will continue to help us.
So even if we leave for a year or two, nothing will change in the Chen Kingdom, so don't worry."
Mingye nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with Chen Mu's words.
"Let's go and discuss it with everyone!"
If everyone agrees that we should leave, then I'll go with you.
"Alright! I'll gather everyone at my Grand Tutor's residence now, and we can also discuss what will happen after we leave."
Chen Mu readily agreed.
At night, looking down from the air at the Chen Kingdom, one can see countless stars, and the people leave their doors unlocked, a scene of prosperity everywhere.
Meanwhile, the Imperial Preceptor's residence, located in the heart of the capital, was brightly lit and decorated with lanterns and colorful ornaments. Servants were constantly running back and forth, their faces beaming with excitement.
To welcome Chen Mu, who was always elusive, home, Meng Hui specially hired an opera troupe to set up a stage in the courtyard. The beautiful opera music echoed throughout the Imperial Preceptor's mansion, making the entire mansion incredibly lively.
On the other side of the stage, there were more than a dozen tables, clearly for entertaining guests.
"Mother, I told you there's no need to make it too formal. We're just here for a simple meal and to discuss some things."
The way you're doing it makes it seem like we're celebrating some kind of happy occasion, which is such a hassle.
In the courtyard, Chen Mu found Meng Hui, looking helpless.
"How can it not be a happy occasion! Look at how many times a year you only come back!"
You've finally managed to stay home for a few days, can't I at least liven things up a bit?
Otherwise, you should hurry up and get married and have a child... then I won't bother with you anymore.
Ignoring Chen Mu's complaints, Meng Hui changed the subject and started urging him to get married again.
Chen Mu felt a headache coming on. His mother would urge him to get married whenever she had some free time these past few years. Although he was somewhat annoyed, he didn't dare to say anything.
My mother was a native of the Wilderness, and having experienced the hardships of life, she was particularly concerned about the continuation of her lineage, which is not wrong.
Relatively speaking, according to conventional moral values, it is he who owes his mother something. His mother only hopes that he will have children to enjoy her company. This is a matter of natural law and morality, and it is perfectly reasonable.
Although cultivators have long lifespans, the higher their cultivation level, the harder it is to have offspring. Moreover, cultivators compete with each other for resources, and one careless move can lead to death and the demise of their cultivation. His mother had good intentions, hoping that Chen Mu could have a successor.
"Okay, Mother, I promise you, I will settle the marriage as soon as possible, so please don't rush me."
After being nagged by Meng Hui for a while, Chen Mu had no choice but to quickly make a promise.
"Really? Little Mutou, you can't lie to me."
In the past, whenever Meng Hui brought up this matter, Chen Mu would always vaguely brush it off. Unexpectedly, Chen Mu spoke so clearly this time, and Meng Hui's eyes lit up.
"Yes! I'll go to the Netherworld with Mingye later. If everything goes well, I'll propose to her."
The marriage concepts in the Pan Emperor Continent are the same as in ancient China, emphasizing the arrangement of parents and matchmakers. This is one of the most important reasons why Chen Mu suggested going to the Mingye with Netherworld.
He couldn't propose to Mingye until he figured out Mingye Mingye; he didn't want any regrets about their marriage.
"Good, good, good! Haha, now that you've planned everything, I'm relieved."
Meng Hui was always worried that Chen Mu was dull and didn't know how to handle matters of the heart, which is why she kept nagging him.
Seeing that he already had an idea, he immediately felt relieved and nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, a maidservant approached the two of them, bowed, and reported, "Your Majesty, Imperial Preceptor, there are already seven or eight guests in the reception hall. May we allow them to take their seats?"
"Let the guests take their seats!"
Meng Hui said to the maid, then looked at Chen Mu: "Then go and invite Miss Mingye out! We can start the feast soon."
"Good!"
Chen Mu responded and turned to walk into the corridor.
Mingye returned to the Imperial Preceptor's residence with Chen Mu in the afternoon. However, Mingye didn't like crowds, so after greeting Meng Hui and Chen Duo, he went to his guest room to rest and hasn't come out since.
After passing through several corridors, Chen Mu arrived outside the room where Mingye was staying. Before he could knock, Mingye opened the door.
Has the banquet begun?
Today, Mingye changed into a light blue gauze dress, her black hair was tied up with a ribbon and adorned with a butterfly hairpin, her face was lightly powdered, and the faint blush on her cheeks created a stunning beauty that made Chen Mu stare in amazement.
"Yes, it's almost time to start the meal."
Chen Mu quickly looked away, his heart pounding, annoyed at himself for being so unsettled.
Mingye watched Chen Mu's reaction closely and noticed that Chen Mu's ears turned red rapidly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Do I look good in this outfit?"
"You look great! You look good in everything!"
Chen Mu said with a serious expression.
As a typical straight man, his answers are always impeccable, demonstrating a strong survival instinct.
Mingye could only nod silently and say, "Alright then! Let's go to the banquet hall."