C1382 The Fatal Wound

Feng Yuer lifted her head, her cold eyes fixed on Gu Beichuan, who sat to the right of the courtroom. Despite Gu Beichuan's imposing presence, in Feng Yuer's eyes, he was merely a pawn in the game. After all, pawns and kings are all just pieces on the board. What was there to fear?

"My father said that if I stick with the prince, I could become a high-ranking official..