Now that she thought about it, it was better for Qi Le to also call her "aunt."
This way, Su Xian'er could be considered to be of the same generation as her master, Chu Xuan, and it would also show her close relationship with her master.
"Yes, of course there is, dear."
Su Xian'er rubbed Chu Yu's head lovingly and smiled.
"My Yu'er is so beautiful, so of course the treasure she uses must be beautiful too."
As she spoke, he took out a set of clothes that were as ethereal as clouds.
Chu Yu received them delightedly and put them on immediately.
Next, Su Xian'er took out a jade hairpin and helped Chu Yu put it on.
Finally, she took out a lotus-shaped flower which was extraordinarily beautiful.
The flower bloomed and the beautiful petals danced around Chu Yu, making her look like a fairy from a painting.
Chu Yu was extremely excited. She waved her hand and the petals gathered together to form a flower that spun on her palm.