The Baby Concubine Wants to Live Quietly

I possessed a supporting character in a reverse harem novel.
A young concubine who thirst for attention from the emperor, and then goes on a rampage against the male concubines, eventually being accused of treason and is executed.

Fortunately, I possessed her shortly after entering the palace.
Everyone in the palace is wary of me, but they don't hate me yet.

'Let's be careful and not mess this up'

I don't need to be loved by the Emperor, nor do I want to be.
The lords, the concubines, give me a few looks, but I just have to bow down.

It's not that hard to do, so I did it.
I'm sure I did.

“Come to my room tonight. I’ll read you a fairy tale!”

"Ooh, don’t cry. I’ll give you this.”

But why is everyone's attitude so soft?
I couldn't understand, and it was embarrassing.

'…I don't need it?'

I'm not really a needy child, but I'm very uncomfortable with the way they look at me like I'm the cutest thing in the world.

I don't need a storybook, a box full of jewels and silk, or an imperial heirloom I don't need it.

I've had enough, and I just want everyone out of my palace.