Biography
Empress Xiaocigao was born of the Manchu Yehe clan, a subgroup of the Nara clan, therefore she was also known as Lady Yehenara. Her personal name was Monggo (Manchu: ᠮᠣᠩᡤᠣᠵᡝᠵᡝ). She was the youngest daughter of Yangginu (楊吉砮), beile of the Yehe clan. She had an older sister called Narinburu.
Lady Yehenara married Nurhaci in October 1588 at the age of 13. At that time Nurhaci's primary wife Lady Fuca (富察氏) was still living, so Lady Yehenara became Nurhaci's concubine. In 1592 she gave birth to a son, Hong Taiji, who would succeed Nurhaci as khan of the Later Jin Dynasty.
Lady Yehenara died in 1603 at the age of 28. 33 years later in 1636, after Hong Taiji established the Qing Dynasty, he granted his mother the posthumous title of Empress Xiaocigao. Empress Xiaocigao was interred in the Fuling Mausoleum near Shenyang.
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