Zhao Lingfei murmured, "Play, shadow, when clouds break the moon appears and flowers cast shadows... The character for 'shadow' is indeed marvellous, depicted by your 'play'..."
After listening to Zhao Rong's patient explanation, she pondered thoughtfully.
"Qing Jun, do you understand?"
Zhao Lingfei nodded lightly, then shook her head gently again.
Zhao Rong smiled.
This foolish wife of mine...
The two made their way to where the crowd was gathered.
They discovered Ye Ruoxi organizing a refined gathering game called "Archer's Shot."
Zhao Rong watched for a while and was somewhat affected; he had seen his classmates at the Imperial College in Qianjing play before, but he was not very familiar with it—it was a riddle-guessing game.
"Archer's" implies guessing, while "Shot" means to cover up.
In the game, there are mainly archers and coverers. The coverers hide an object using an instrument, and the archers guess what it is through means such as riddle-solving and divination.
