Concubine Hui immediately let go Han Moze's hand and held Han Moze's arm. "Husband, let me escort you into the horse carriage. Let's quickly head back to the palace to heal you. As for the soldiers on the floor, let them catch up to us later," she said in a worried voice.
Han Moze's handsome face instantly turned sank. Anger suddenly filled his chest and he took a few deep breaths to forcefully calm himself down. "Shuang'er, how could I abandon these heavily injured soldiers and leave on my own?" He questioned.
Concubine Hui didn't quite understand. Why did Han Moze care so much for these soldiers?
So, she tried to persuade him once again. "Husband, those soldiers are insignificant in comparison to you, an emperor. You don't need to risk your life and stay here to save theirs! Let me escort you immediately back to the palace. Right now, the most important thing is finding a physician to heal you!"
