Zhu Wanqing understood why she had initially sided with the Fourteenth Prince: she wanted to use his name to overthrow the Qing dynasty and restore the Ming. But now, without the Fourteenth Prince's support, no matter how successfully Zhu Wanqing managed the White Lotus Sect, it would all be in vain.

Watching everyone argue fiercely, Zhu Wanqing suddenly felt weak all over, and everything in front of her seemed to be double. Zhu Wanqing tried to open her eyes wide to look, but it didn't work, so she stood up on her own.

Everyone fell silent. Zhu Wanqing waved her hand awkwardly and said weakly, "Meeting adjourned. I need to think about it some more..."

The leader of the black-clad hall, however, thought that Zhu Wanqing was reluctant to part with the Fourteenth Prince. He stepped forward excitedly and advised, "Master, do you still have any hope for the Fourteenth Prince? He has already made it very clear that he will not stay in the White Lotus Sect!"

Zhu Wanqing stiffened, a slight bitterness welling up inside her. She forced back her tears and smiled, saying, "I know!" After saying that, she silently and dejectedly returned to Cangyue Tower.

Looking at the empty bedroom, yet everywhere bore the traces left by the Fourteenth Prince. Zhu Wanqing slowly walked to the bedside, staring blankly at the bed. Just moments ago, the two of them had been sleeping here sweetly in each other's arms, but now they had to be separated. Zhu Wanqing hugged the quilt and took a deep breath, inhaling all of it; it was all the Fourteenth Prince's scent.

Zhu Wanqing burst into tears...

"Why...why did you do this to me! You promised to protect my child and me, but now you just leave like that..." Zhu Wanqing lamented.

Yes, Zhu Wanqing had always placed all her hopes on the Fourteenth Prince. Without him, the White Lotus Sect's long-held goal would collapse. Zhu Wanqing always felt that she only had ulterior motives towards the Fourteenth Prince and had never truly treated him with her whole heart. However, after becoming pregnant with his child, Zhu Wanqing discovered that she had already developed feelings for him as a wife.

Zhu Wanqing constantly reminded herself that overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming was the most important thing. However, whenever the night was quiet, Zhu Wanqing regretted being born into an imperial family. If she didn't have such a heavy responsibility on her shoulders, she would have wished so much that she could have stayed with the Fourteenth Prince for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wanqing resented the Fourteenth Prince even more, for giving her hope and love only to abandon her. Enraged, Zhu Wanqing channeled her inner strength and tore the bedding to shreds!

"I hate you, I hate you so much..." Zhu Wanqing roared furiously, stood up and, disregarding her pregnancy, smashed everything in the room to pieces. She threw out all the items that the Fourteenth Prince had used, leaving none behind.

The loud noise startled all the maids and servants in Cangyue Tower. They stood timidly at the door, none daring to step forward. Zhu Wanqing, exhausted from the fall, slowly calmed down and buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhu Wanqing was not only heartbroken by her own experience, but also worried about the future of the White Lotus Sect. Without the support of the Fourteenth Prince, Zhu Wanqing knew that she was not capable of maintaining the White Lotus Sect, and that it would soon disappear from the martial arts world without a trace.

The more Zhu Wanqing thought about it, the more her heart screamed. It seemed as if countless demanding eyes were staring at her. Zhu Wanqing knew she couldn't wallow in sorrow any longer; she had to come up with a solution immediately, as millions of White Lotus Sect followers were waiting for her.

"I can't lose, I won't admit defeat..." Zhu Wanqing said silently to herself, biting her lip.