"Tang Yuanqing, Yi'er is your child, Heng'er is also your child, now I exchange Yi'er's life for Heng'er's life, you quickly order someone to go in to save Heng'er, otherwise, I will break Yi'er's neck and pull her to Heng'er to be buried with her!"

Ten winter wax moon, snow cellar ice day.

In the days when the dripping water turned into ice, a fire broke out in the house of the Hanlin Academy's bachelor's house, which engulfed the entire courtyard, and was trapped in the fire wall more than three people high, and it did not affect the rest of the courtyard.

There was a commotion outside the fire wall, and people were trying to put out the fire by transporting all the water they could use, but it seemed like a drop in the bucket.

It was also outside this wall of fire that Lu Qingwei, whose face was so anxious that her voice was already hoarse, pinched her husband Tang Yuanqing's favorite daughter tightly with both hands, and asked Tang Yuanqing to order someone to go to the fire to save his three-year-old son.

There's no way around her!

Lu Qingwei, who was standing in front of the fire, could feel the burning and stinging sensation of her back being licked by the fire, and at this moment, she pinched the small neck of the child in her hand, threatening Tang Yuanqing and Kong Zhen to force them to comply.

The child in her hand is Tang Yuanqing's favorite child, even if she is just a daughter, but she has the father's love that Heng'er has never received......

"Don't, sister, don't ......"

The child's crying was mixed with the pleading voice of the child's mother, Kong Zhen......

And Tang Yuanqing, who was full of helplessness at this moment, pursed his lips and looked at the courtyard that still became a sea of fire under the licking of the ruthless flames, and in this situation, anyone who went in was a dead word.

"It's not that I don't save it...... Already...... It's too late! Tang Yuanqing's face was full of powerlessness, "Madam...... You...... We will also have children's ......"

"Yes, sister, the fire is too big, it's too late, Heng'er is afraid that it is...... Let's mourn my sister's day! For the sake of us all mothers, you can return Yi'er to me, okay......"

"I know you're sad, but you can't blackmail your husband like this, and you can't treat Yi'er like this...... Sister ......"

The fire was like a demon's minions, licking everything in the fire sealing wall unscrupulously, but in the face of Lu Qingwei's powerless coercion, all Tang Yuanqing could do was sigh.

The fire is too big, it's too late, it's not that he doesn't want to save it!

And Kong Zhen on the side knelt on the ground and cried and screamed, asking Lu Qingwei to put down his children, they are all mothers, everyone must be considerate of each other, Heng'er is no longer saved......

Be considerate of each other......

Listening to the extremely sarcastic four words, Lu Qingwei, who was like ashes, looked at her husband, looked at her cousin who married into this mansion with her, and smiled, such a smile has not appeared on Lu Qingwei's face for a long time.

But now this smile is full of coldness!

What an ironic four words, be considerate of each other, since that's the case......

We are all mothers, and we must be considerate of each other, so let's all be considerate of the pain of losing a child......

Her Heng'er was only three years old, and he was in the middle of that fire, and he must be very scared at the moment...... This will take his favorite sister in his life and go to him for company!

As for Tang Yuanqing and Kong Zhen, they are so affectionate, it is not difficult to have another one, in the past eight years, her life has been too hard, and without Heng'er, she has lived enough......

With the screams and obstructions of the family, accompanied by Kong Zhen's roar and roar, Lu Qingwei, who was sad to death at this moment, raised his lips and rushed into the fire like a moth to a fire in his arms......