"It's in Shou'an Palace," Old Marquis Lu said. "When the Empress Dowager was bestowed as the Empress, this painting was part of the dowry that entered the palace. If she hasn't moved it, it should still exist."
Song Wei understood, "Master wants me to personally take the painting from the Empress Dowager?"
"You brat, whether your master's years-long wish can be fulfilled depends entirely on you."
"If you say it like that, Master, I dare not take on this task."
The Empress Dowager is a shrewd person. If he sets his sights on the painting, how could she be oblivious?
If he and his master's connection is exposed, and the Empress Dowager reacts furiously, Song Wei himself wouldn't fear punishment, but he worries deeply about involving his family.
Yet his master rarely asks for favors, and he can't directly refuse.
Hesitant, Song Wei said, "With the last piece, I can't guarantee I'll acquire it, but I promise to help with this. As for success, we'll have to wait and see."
